Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on an individual basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.
The fact is, Americans are only now learning to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within the limits of marital
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
The characters in DAUGHTER'S DOGGY DAYS are a case in point. Their story is one of real importance for our hung-up society. It is a story well worth the reading if we are ever to understand our own sexuality.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Wendy Michaels finished packing. Stealthily, she tiptoed by her parents' room, pausing for a moment. A frown crossed her innocent face.
"I'll be back when I find my real parents," she whispered determinedly, her face solemn.
Stepping out into the night, she felt alone for the first time in her life. It was her birthday today, and along with her birthday presents, she had learned she had been adopted.
Carrying her small suitcase, she walked down the dark street, a shiver rippling down her spine. She turned the corner, steeling herself to the task of finding her real parents, no matter how long it took.
At the edge of town, she set her suitcase down on the pavement, her arm and shoulder aching. It was dark. The road was lonely. An occasional car whizzed by.
She stuck out her thumb. Her bottom lip quivered. She was scared. Three cars passed during the first hour, and none stopped. Tired, despondent, she stood her ground and decided to wait and see if the next car would stop for her. She didn't want to take a bus-she had to hold onto the small amount of money she did have.
She spotted headlights in the far distance and stuck out her hand again. Her heart skipped a beat as she prayed it would stop.
The headlights cast a harsh beam on the young girl as the car approached, then slowed, stopping about twenty feet beyond her.
"Oh good!" Wendy squealed, picking up her suitcase and running toward the waiting car. Wendy opened the front door. "Ohhh, thank you for stopping. I thought I was going to have to wait all night for a ride." Her soft blue eyes settled on a huge black dog on the front seat.
"Put your suitcase inside and climb in the back," the woman driver said, a smile on her pretty face.
Wendy slid her suitcase next to the giant Doberman that peered at her with black onyx eyes. A shiver seized her. After opening the back door, she saw another woman with black hair and dark violet eyes that took in the young innocent girl in a sweeping glance.
"Hi," Wendy said, climbing in the back. She kept herself as close to the door as possible. She was beginning to have second thoughts about this. She gave the smiling woman next to her a glance, thankful that she got picked up by women instead of men. Hitchhiking this late was dangerous enough.
"You're out kind of late for a young girl," the woman with the leering violet eyes said. Her voice was deep, throaty, a quality of lust oozing from each word. "You running away from home?"
Wendy gave her a darting look. "No." Her cheeks flared. "I'm on my way home." In a way, she was going home.
"Where's home?" the same woman asked, and crossed her long legs, baring the creamy flesh of her thighs.
Wendy stared at her. "New York." She knew she was blushing under the woman's steady gaze.
The woman smiled. "I'm Darlene."
"My name's Wendy. "She glanced down at the woman's hands-long and sleek, like the rest of her. Wendy was struck dumb. The woman was lifting her skirt!
"It's a long way to New York, Wendy. Maybe you should get some rest." Darlene caressed the soft inner flesh of her own thighs as if Wendy weren't there.
Wendy looked away. Her face burned with embarrassment. She gave the woman up front a glance. All she could see was her long red hair and the profile of her delicate features.
"You're going all the way to New York?" Wendy asked.
Darlene stroked her thighs with her eyes closed, her legs softly spread. "Mmmmmm hummm," she purred. "You can go all the way with us."
"Thanks," Wendy said, not believing her good fortune. She wouldn't have to take a bus after all. Wendy kept her eyes toward the window, not about to look at the beautiful woman who was intently rubbing herself between her legs. Wendy cleared her throat uneasily. "I don't know how to thank you."
"Mmmmmm," Darlene sighed dreamily. Her long fingers were now caressing near the crotch of her juice-stained panties. "I'm sure Sherry and I can think of something. Right, Sherry?" Darlene looked up at her friend who was driving.
Sherry laughed-a cheerful sound that quickly lifted the tension in the large car. She glanced into the rearview mirror, appraising the young innocent blonde teenager. "I'm sure we can." Sherry's green eyes glittered.
Suddenly, an uncomfortable feeling came over Wendy. She forced a smile at the pretty woman up front. So, what if they were a little strange? A ride all the way to New York was worth it.
"Is that your dog?" Wendy asked.
"He belongs to both of us," Darlene purred. "He's one of the family." She gave a dirty giggle and Sherry joined in. "His name is Satan."
"He's big," Wendy commented, staring at the black-haired beast. A Doberman. Fierce looking. Wendy quivered inside, smiling on the outside. "Does he bite?"
"Only when we want him to," laughed
Sherry. "He's big in more ways than one, too."
Darlene laughed and looked over at Wendy. "You a virgin?"
Wendy's mouth opened in stunned silence. Her eyes widened. "Of course I am," she said, after a moment.
"Mm hmm," Sherry replied. "It's making me wet between my legs just thinking about it. Damn, I had to be driving! You're always the lucky one, Darlene."
Darlene giggled dirtily. "I think Satan's going to be the lucky one. I didn't think there were any virgins left in America." Darlene glanced at Wendy. "You must really be saving it for something big."
A surge of uneasiness gripped Wendy in the gut. She had never talked like this with her friends at school. "Can't we talk about something else?"
Darlene laughed, hiked her dress up around her waist, skimmed off her panties, tossed them over the seat. "Shit, Wendy, there's nothing else to talk about but sex. Don't you think it's about time you gave up your cherry and became a woman?"
"Please," Wendy insisted. She closed her eyes tightly. Her stomach churned. She didn't believe what Darlene had just done. Right in front of her!
Darlene leaned toward Wendy, touched her thigh through her skirt. "It's been a long time since I've felt a virgin," Darlene said, pushing Wendy's skirt up. "Let me touch you, honey."
Appalled, Wendy shoved the woman's hand away. "Don't do that! Please." Wendy tried squirming away, but she was already too close to the door.
"Don't be a little shit," Darlene snapped. "You should be grateful. We're giving you a ride all the way to New York, and all I wanna do is touch you." Darlene grabbed a fistful of Wendy's plaid skirt and forced it up her legs.
"Please," Wendy whined. "Don't." Her innocent blue eyes spilled over with tears.
Snickering, Darlene dropped Wendy's skirt. "Watch me, honey." Authority reeked in Darlene's tone. "Watch, and maybe I won't touch you."
Wendy shuddered. Slowly, as if under a great strain, Wendy turned her head to Darlene. She gulped back a surge of panic, her eyes still rimmed with tears.
Darlene angled her long lush body, raising one leg up on the seat. Darlene stroked her thatch of black cunt hair with a red-painted nail. Wendy could see Darlene shivering in joy every time her nail scratched her swollen piece of clit meat.
"Goddamn, Wendy, don't you even play with yourself?" Darlene demanded, her ass squirming on the leather seat. She enjoyed the shocked expression on the young girl's face.
"I'll bet she doesn't even have pussy hair," Sherry put in.
"God," Darlene moaned dreamily. "Sounds delicious." The beautiful black-haired woman leered at Wendy. "You have pussy hair, Wendy?" Darlene's strong features were outlined by the moonlight streaming in through the car windows.
"She's not talking," Sherry said. "Maybe Satan can help her remember."
Wendy looked at the dog and cried: "Let me out of here!"
"When we get to New York," Darlene said. "By then you'll be a woman. We can't have you wandering around the city without knowing how to take care of yourself." Darlene ran a finger into the juicy red slit of her own pussy, sighing out loud. "God, I love getting fingered. You do it to me, Wendy. Finger-fuck my pussy."
"No!" Wendy sobbed. "Just let me out. I don't want to go to New York." Wendy's small hand gripped the door handle, her eyes peering out the window. She watched houses and trees whiz by. They were going too fast to try to escape.
"You rub your fingers over my cunt, sweet virgin Wendy, or I'll sic Satan on you. He can be real mean, if I let him." Darlene's dark violet eyes shifted to the fierce-looking brute. "Right, Satan?"
The Doberman barked his reply, swiped his tongue over his dangerous-looking mouth, then whined like a puppy when Darlene's turned-on pussy scent drifted to his flaring nostrils.
A whimpering cry of terror emanated from Wendy's mouth. Her eyes stared in horror at the sleek black Doberman, then at the smiling vicious woman beside her. Wendy forced a swallow. Her arm trembled as she reached out to touch Darlene's thigh.
"Please don't make me do this," she pleaded meekly. "It's wrong."
"No, baby," Darlene corrected. "It's right. Sex is always right. Now feel my pussy and see how wet I am." A lewd smile creased her face. "Remember, Satan can bite. At my command, too."
Wendy believed her. Hesitantly, her stomach turning sour, Wendy moved her trembling hand to touch Darlene's thigh--soft, silky, warm. Closer and closer, her fingers approached the black patch of pussy hair and the red glistening cunt gash. Wendy could smell the heady aroma of pussy.
Unable to bring herself to watch the terrible act of touching a woman's pussy, Wendy closed her eyes. She froze, her fingers touching pussy ooze.
"Mmmmmm, Wendy," Darlene purred in bliss. Her soft ass wriggled on the seat. "By the time we get to New York, you'll be begging us to keep you juicy for Satan."
Wendy shivered, unable to comprehend what Darlene was talking about. All she knew was that until they reached New York, she would have to suffer the abuse of these women in order not to be maimed by the giant brute staring at her from the front seat. Once at her destination, Wendy rationalized, she could leave them and put the terrible memories behind her while she searched and found her real parents.
"Inside, Wendy, go inside my cunt." Darlene was squirming her soft rounded ass on the cushioned seat, attempting to capture Wendy's shy elusive fingers. "Inside my cunt, baby. Feel how hot and juicy I am. Or you'll feel Satan's teeth."
Wendy sniffed back her tears, eased her fingers inside the scalding entrance of Darlene's wet juicy pussy. She gasped and probed deep. It was different than her own pussy, which was protected with cherry skin. She had only touched her own moist velvety pussy lips and the sizzling entrance, never inside her own pussy. For a brief second, Wendy swooned. Fingering a woman's pussy hole was overwhelming.
"Oh Christ!" Darlene gasped. Her hips were humping. Her pussy was pulsing against the probing fingers of the teenaged virgin. "Goddamn, you're making me crrreammm!"
Frantically, Darlene popped open the buttons of her blouse. She clawed her own tits, her nails scraping the silky white meat. She pinched her nipples, her hips rotating. Panting breaths of joy escaped her open mouth as she fucked herself on Wendy's inexperienced fingers.
Wendy stared, fascinated with the passion of the horny woman. Her small fingers probed, dug into the cushiony walls of Darlene's pulsating cunt hole. Fingers jabbing, Wendy pretended it was her own pussy. Light sensuous gasps filled the car-sounds of enjoyment that came from both Darlene and Wendy.
Darlene looked at the girl. "Does your pussy get this wet, honey?" She squiggled on the teenager's digging fingers. "Oooo, honey, go deeper! Deeper!"
Curious and hot, Wendy obeyed willingly. The dog was no longer a threat. She wanted to finger-fuck Darlene and was enjoying it, too. Wendy glared hotly at Darlene's parted thighs, seeing the shiny black cunt hair and her own disappearing fingers. Exotic. Sexy. Thrilling!
In a voice that was laden with passion, Wendy found herself talking openly. "I can never go deep like this. My cherry always gets in the way."
"We'll fix that," Sherry mumbled, her eyes on the road ahead. Her hand stroked the Doberman's cock as she drove, her fingers wrapped around the thick-skinned sheath that housed his knotty prick. "You'll get her soon enough, Satan. Just relax and watch. Soon . . . we'll all have her to enjoy."
Wendy was enthralled with the sight of Darlene's seeping pussy. Her head was whirling, and she didn't hear a word Sherry said to the dog. The squishy sounds of Darlene's cunt and her cries of pleasure were the only things that reached Wendy's ears.
Wendy inched closer to the beautiful woman. Her own pussy was beginning to seep cunt juice, wetting the crotch of her white cotton panties.
"Darlene," she whispered hoarsely, "I feel you inside. You're so wet." Wendy was dazed, filled with wanton desire. The tugging action of Darlene's pussy against her fucking fingers was staggering her mind.
Darlene sighed, also in a daze. A lustful gasp sent tremors through her hot bubbly cunt. She stared at the young innocent who was fingering her pussy. The young girl was hooked. A perfect slave-until they tired of her.
"Let me see your titties, Wendy," Darlene suggested softly. It was time to lead the girl further into a web of passion and sex. "Take off your blouse."
"I'll have to take my fingers out."
"You can finger-fuck me later, Wendy. Let me see your tits." Darlene took the reluctant fingers out of her drooling pussy. "C'mon, Wendy, I'm dying to see you."
Wendy looked down at her fingers-wet, glistening. Stringy strands of pussy-cream webbed her splayed fingers. It was a warm coating, and it was Darlene's pussy ooze. It boggled Wendy's mind.
Wiping her hands together, Wendy worked the sticky film of cunt juice into her palms until her hands were dry. She gazed back at Darlene's pussy, then into Darlene's beautiful face. Not as fine-boned as Sherry, but just as alluring. Wendy gave both women a glance. It seemed like a dream . . . a wild sexy dream.
"C'mon," Darlene's hypnotic voice soothed. "Your titties . . . show me your titties."
Wendy's small hands went to her blouse. Methodically, under the spell of Darlene and her own growing passions, she opened the tiny buttons. She looked down at her blossoming tits encased in a new bra. She sighed, dizzy with desire, and leaned forward, wiggling out of the blouse. Wendy leaned back and gasped, the blouse in her lap.
"Oh, Wendy," Darlene panted. Eyeing the innocent young girl Darlene squirmed, sitting up, her own large melon-shaped tits jiggling with each move. "Let me take your bra off."
Wendy was too far gone to resist. In the back of her mind, there was turmoil, a vestige of innocence fighting to prevent the inevitable, but it was too weak against the rising passion that filled her with each passing second.
Darlene placed an arm around the quivering horny teenager, cupping one of her tits. Long fingers squeezed the budding meat of Wendy's tit through the wispy lace of the white bra.
"You're gonna be big when you get older, I can tell," Darlene said. She was delighted with Wendy. The girl was ripe, a juicy piece to pluck and devour, like fresh fruit.
"Oooooo," Wendy swooned. Her breathing was shallow, rapid. Her heart was palpitating wildly, pounding in her ears. "Oooo." A shivery sigh rippled through her body. Her wide blue eyes gaped in utter fascination as Darlene unhooked her new bra and exposed her tits. Wendy gasped, her breath caught. Darlene cupped the smooth warm flesh of one of her small tits.
"Oooo, this is wrong," Wendy sighed weakly. "You shouldn't." Her insincere protests were completely ignored.
Darlene squeezed and fondled Wendy's small plump tits. She looked at the child, then at the giant Doberman. A sly secretive smile trickled her sensuous lips, and she winked at the silent beast.
"Check out these fantastic tits, Sherry," Darlene moaned. Long dexterous fingers, with red-painted fingernails, caressed, kneaded, squeezed the soft yielding flesh of Wendy's tit meat. "They're beautiful, aren't they?"
"God, they make me drool," Sherry groaned, glancing at the rearview mirror. She released the dog's prick and returned her attention to the road. "Shit, Darlene, I'm creaming my fuckin' panties thinking about what we're gonna do later."
"I'd be creaming mine too, if I had any on," Darlene giggled, fondling Wendy's young tits. Darlene looked at the innocent child; her blue eyes, so very blue, were glazed over with a filmy haze of passion. Besides the tit she was squeezing, Darlene had the young girl in the palm of her hand.
Wendy was oblivious to everything but Darlene's warm urgent hands manipulating her tits. The raven-haired woman was turning her pussy into an oozing vat of bubbling virgin pussy-cream.
"Touch me between my legs." It was out and said before Wendy realized it. There was no taking it back. She gulped. The two women in the car had her, body and soul. For a second, she was frightened, but Darlene's soft gentle stroking lulled her into a state of euphoria.
"I'd love to touch your pussy," Darlene crooned. She dropped one hand to Wendy's lap, smoothed down her leg, then under the girl's skirt. "I'll bet you're all wet and juicy." Darlene slithered her tongue into the child's ear, soaked it in spit. The hand up Wendy's skirt parted her sofy yielding thighs.
"Ooooo, Darlene," Wendy panted deliriously. The woman's fingers traced fiery lines around her crotch. "I'm sooo hot." It was a whimpering sound of fuck-lust. "Soooo, sooo hot."
"I can tell," Darlene sighed in Wendy's ear. The woman felt the juices saturate Wendy's cotton panty crotch. "Lift."
Wendy was in a fog. Her ass lifted.
Darlene whisked off the white panties and held them at Satan's long pointed snout. "Sniff, boy. See what a virgin smells like." After the Doberman got a good whiff of Wendy's pussy juice, Darlene tossed the panties on the seat beside Sherry. "Rub her panties on his cock, Sher. Pop him off while I make Wendy happy."
Sherry glanced back in the mirror again, saw Wendy's lust-ridden expression. "Mmmmmm," the pretty redhead hummed, her hand finding Wendy's panties. Sherry crunched them in her hand and held Satan's prick with it. The redhead rubbed the moist panties against the growing shaft of doggie prick.
Satan whimpered and squirmed. The scent of pussy that he loved so much was heavy in the close confines of the car. Three horny women. His nostrils flared, and he whimpered excitedly. His pointed ears flicked. His tongue lolled lazily out of his huge drooling mouth, ready to lick cunt.
"You watch the little girl cum," Sherry said to the dog. "I'll get you off with her panties while I drive."
The Doberman shook his head as if he understood. His huge sleek body rippled as Sherry's fingers, wrapped in Wendy's moist cotton panties, clutched his throbbing prick and began jerking his cock shaft.
Wendy was in a trance, not knowing what was going on in the front seat. Darlene's hand on her virgin pussy was rendering her helpless, and Wendy began to rotate her hips. Her ass squirmed on the back seat. Her cunt seeped like never before, drooling over Darlene's swirling fingers.
"Ooooo, I think I'm gonna cum. Ohhh, God, I don't believe it!" Whimpering deliriously, Wendy rested her head back against the leather upholstery. A warm pool of virgin pussy-cream soaked Darlene's fingertips. "I don't believe it."
"You will," Darlene sighed. "You're gonna cream all over my fingers . . . and cream . . . and cream . . . and cream."
"Yes, yes," Wendy gasped, trembling, her body twitching as if she had taken a chill. "Oh, yes, I wanna cummmmm. I wanna cum sooo bad." Innocence was fast losing its weak grip on her mind and body. "Ewwww, yesss!"
Her own pussy in spasms, Darlene stroked her fingers through the puffy folds of Wendy's young pussy. "Soon, you'll be cumming," Darlene promised in her soothing voice. "Soon you'll be screaming in joy."
"Ooooo, I'm getting there! I feel it coming! Eeeewwww!"
Darline probed the moist entrance to Wendy's virgin cunt hole, trembling, her fingers pressed against the child's cherry skin. "Oooo, Satan, are you gonna love this cherry."
Swirling her wet fingers over Wendy's dripping-hot pussy, Darlene manipulated the hard rubbery clit that was peeking out of its protective purplish-red sheath. She rubbed it rhythmically, taking a trembling whimpering Wendy higher up the summit.
Wendy jerked her hips against the woman's fingers in her cunt. Her small budding tits jiggled as she reached the peak. "I'mmmm. . . gonna . . . " Her blue eyes widened in pleasure. "Ohhhhh!"
"Cum, little Wendy," Darlene hissed, pulling, squeezing Wendy's hard clit that pulsed with life. "Cum, baby! Creammmm my fingers!"
"I ammmmm!" Wendy squealed in delight. "I'm cumming!" Her young sweet virgin body twisted, jerked. Her hips were in constant movement, shoving her cunt and throbbing clit onto Darlene's active fingers. "Oh, my God!"
Hot lightning bolts of exquisite pleasure caromed through the virgin hole of Wendy's ripe and ready-to-pluck cherry pussy. She humped and cried out her bliss, twisted her hips and creamed, jerked her ass and squealed. "I . . . can't . . . stop!"
Wendy went through the entire sequence again. Bolts of pleasure. Humping. Twisting. All the while, her pussy gushed a steady deluge of virgin cunt cream over Darlene's experienced fingers.
"Sweet baby," Darlene moaned, watching the teenager climax on her fingers. Her own pussy pulsed sporadically as she treated the young girl to her first orgasm. "You are gonna be so much fun." She clamped her mouth to Wendy's neck and sucked, her fingers torturing the raw clit.
Wendy was out of her skull. She was, for the moment, swirling in a world of pleasure and exquisite sensations. Wendy jerked. Her tits bounced. Her head snapped from side to side. Her eyes rolled, and her mouth dribbled out saliva as her pussy climaxed over and over again on Darlene's educated fingers.
In the front seat, while Wendy was whimpering in ecstasy, Satan's prick exploded with a load of doggie cum. Sherry's fingers were jerking the hot white cum from his cock. It spewed from his piss-slot into Wendy's panties. Gobs of white doggie cum. Satan whined. His body, sleek and powerful, jerked his cock through Sherry's fist. Wad after thick wad of cum drenched Wendy's panties.
Sherry shivered, her eyes on the road, her hand clutching the dog's cum-spurting prick. The car reeked of lust. Satan unloaded his cum. Wendy climaxed. Darlene's fingers swirled around the teenager's squishy cunt. All the sexual stimulation was driving Sherry crazy. She wasn't sure how long her shaking hands could continue to keep the car on the road.
Wendy reached a trembling peak. Her pussy felt as if it were on fire. "Aaayiee!" the teenager screeched, catapulted into a fuzzy world, brought on by Darlene's deft fingers. Wendy was skittering down from her orgasm. "Oh God! God!"
For a moment, Wendy's body tensed, a wave of an orgasm crashing over her. It shattered the young teenager, and she collapsed into the cushiony seat in the rear of the car. She swam in an ocean of fabulous sensations. Succumbing, Wendy grayed out, slipping easily into a deep relaxing sleep. Her first tremendous orgasm had wiped her out.
Darlene eased her juice-soaked fingers from Wendy's pussy. "Here, boy. Lick and enjoy."
Satan's prick was spent, already shriveled and back in its hiding place. He took a whiff of Darlene's fingers and began licking. After several quick slaps of his tongue, Satan cleaned the virgin pussy juice off. Smacking his rubbery lips with his tongue, he licked his jowls. He lowered his head to Sherry's hand that was continuing to maul him between his legs. He whined, pushing at her urgently pulling fingers.
"Give me her panties, Sherry," Darlene said.
Sherry eased the cum-filled panties from between Satan's legs and gave them back to Darlene. "Be careful. Don't spill it."
"I won't." Darlene took the cum-drenched cotton panties. She looked at Wendy who was sleeping peacefully. "Mmmmm, she's gonna be delicious, Sherry. Satan is gonna love making it with her."
"I'm dying to see it myself," Sherry swooned. She glanced back at the sleeping girl. "I'm dying to taste her too."
"We'll have plenty of time once we're home," Darlene assured her.
She wiped Wendy's white cotton panties--coated with Satan's thick doggie jism-between the girl's legs. Darlene dabbed her own pussy in doggie jism. Afterwards, she brought Wendy's panties to her mouth and licked the rest of Satan's cum from the crotch.
"Mmmmmm, you get better tasting every time I lick your cum, Satan." Darlene dropped back on the seat, spread her legs. "You wanna lick me off, Satan?"
The Doberman refused the invitation. He dropped down on the front seat, rested his head on Wendy's suitcase. Having blasted his cum-load, he wanted to relax. The two horny women had tired him out this trip.
"Shame on you," Darlene admonished jokingly.
"You'll have to do it yourself," Sherry laughed.
"I'll wait until we're home, and you can do it for me." Darlene settled back into the cushioned seat. "Now it's time I got a nap."
"Yeah, we should be home in a few hours," Sherry mumbled. "Home sweet home."
The car sped down the lonely stretch of highway toward New York. A sated Wendy was asleep in the back with Darlene. Satan was resting up front, and Sherry hummed a soft melodic tune, thinking of the fun they were all going to have once they reached home.
CHAPTER TWO
Wendy stretched. The sheet slipped off her lithe teenaged body. Blinking herself awake, she bolted upright in bed. Everything was a jumbled mess in her head. Images caromed around in her confused mind-bizarre, dirty images.
"Ohhh, Christ!"
She glanced down at herself. Suddenly, everything fell into place. Running away from home. Being picked up by two beautiful women. The Doberman. Worst of all-doing those horrid things with the woman called Darlene. Her soft blue innocent eyes, wide with fear, darted around the small room.
"Where am I?" she mumbled to herself.
Her flesh tingled with a case of the panics. Spotting a door, she slipped out of bed, wrapped the sheet around her naked body, and tiptoed over to the door. Sweaty palms tried the brass knob. It wouldn't turn. Locked! She gasped in terror, then went to the small window to peer outside.
Her heart leaped into her throat. Nothing but a dirty narrow alley lined with trash cans. No fire escape. She was too far up to jump. Trapped!
Wendy spun on her heel, searched for her clothes. They were gone. She forced back the sickening feeling in her gut.
"I'm jumping to conclusions," she said, attempting to console herself, but the sound of her own voice wouldn't comfort her. Forcing her face into a weak smile, she walked back to the bed. A noisy click stopped her dead in her tracks.
Darlene and Sherry entered the small room after unlocking the door. Satan and another giant Doberman, Satan's twin, came in the room with the two women.
"I see you're up," Darlene smiled. "I hope you had a nice nap."
Mute, Wendy nodded. Her eyes shifted from the two giant beasts to the two smiling beautiful women. "Where am I?" Wendy finally asked as she slowly slipped back into bed. She carefully drew the sheet up around her naked body, attempting to hide from their lustful leers.
"Our house," Sherry said to the blushing child. Her hungry green-flecked eyes flowed up and down the girl's figure under the sheet. She stroked one of the large dogs behind the ear.
"In New York City," Darlene added. A wicked smile was on her face as she came over to the bed. A package was in her hand.
"Can I get dressed and go now?" Wendy asked.
"In a few days," Darlene replied. "We want you to be our guest for a while." Satan padded to Darlene's side, and she rested her hand on his large head. "We'd enjoy your company very much. All of us."
Wendy smiled, her eyes wary. "I appreciate it," she began, "but I have to get home. My parents are waiting."
"Don't bullshit us," Darlene said. That same wicked smile was on her face. "You ran away from home. They'll miss you, but you don't want to go back. If you did, you would never have left." Darlene dropped the package to the bed. "Now, why not be a good little girl and see what we have for you?"
"I don't want to stay here," Wendy blurted out. "I came to New York to find my real parents, and I intend to leave now." It was said with more assurance than she possessed. She was getting scared.
"Ohhh. So you're adopted," Darlene said, as if amused.
Hoping they would change their minds, Wendy explained about finding out that she had been adopted and leaving Maple Grove to find her parents, who she knew were living in New York. Wendy was sure they would understand and let her go.
"You can leave after you've repaid us for driving you all the way to New York," Darlene said, becoming impatient with the young innocent.
"How long?"
"Just a few days," Darlene snapped. "Maybe longer, if you're as much fun as you were in the car." Laughter quickly filled the bedroom.
"Let me pay you then," Wendy offered.
"You'll pay, honey," Sherry said, "but not with money." Her pretty face, framed with fluffy red hair, was soft looking, not like Darlene's. They were both beautiful, Wendy thought darkly, but she didn't like either one of them.
"Now get into our little present and join us downstairs," Sherry demanded in her soft little voice that matched her feminine body.
"Don't take too long either," Darlene added on their way to the door. "We're dying to see what you look like in it." She turned and faced Wendy, the twin to Satan at her heel. "Don't try leaving. Satan will be with you every minute."
Darlene followed Sherry out the door with the other Doberman. Satan remained behind to watch over Wendy. The door clicked shut.
Wendy was alone with the ferocious-looking Doberman. She looked at him. Satan. An appropriate name. The despondent teenager broke down and cried. Her small hands covered her face as she wept openly. Her entire body shook with each sob. She wished she had never left home. The sheet came away from her naked body. She hadn't noticed it, during her convulsive sobbing.
Satan noticed. He padded over to her and jumped on the bed. With his huge pointed head on her lap, he wagged his stub tail. His tongue slithering out of his dangerous-looking mouth, he licked Wendy's tear-stained hands that covered her face.
Wendy gasped, startled. "Go away, you awful dog." With shaking hands, she tried moving his head off her lap.
Satan barked at her attempt to move him. Wendy drew back, yanked her hand away. Satan lifted his head a few inches from her lap and slapped his tongue over Wendy's shocked face.
"Ohhh, God," she cried, falling back on the bed in terror. Her upper body was bared to the waist. She eased back away from Satan, pulling the sheet with her, finally concealing her body from the Doberman. "Go away! Go away!"
Satan dropped to the floor and whimpered. His round black eyes peered at her expectantly.
Wendy then looked at the package. Her curiosity had been aroused. Once the dog was on the other side of the bed, she reached for the package and began opening it.
"Ohhh, my God."
She stared in horror at the contents. She took out one thing at a time from the box: black bra; black panties; high heels. She stared at each item, sickened with the thought of what it all meant. What had happened in the car had been all too real. It wasn't a dream. It was a prelude to what they really wanted from her.
"Ohhhh, God," she cried again. "I wish I were home. I wish I never left." She threw herself on the bed and cried her eyes out.
A buzzing sound penetrated her mind, and she looked up. The phone on the nightstand was ringing. She reached for it, placed the receiver to her hear. Y.. .ye . . . yessss," she stammered, wiping her eyes.
"What do you think of your present?" It was Darlene.
"They're disgusting," Wendy told her, mustering up courage. She sniffed back her tears.
"Just put them on and come downstairs. Sherry and I are waiting."
"Please don't make me wear those things. It's indecent," Wendy pleaded. "Nice girls don't wear those things."
"Don't be silly, Wendy. You'll look terrific in them. Now do as you're told. I don't want to have Satan convince you." The phone clicked in Wendy's ear.
Wendy's bottom lip quivered. She glanced at Satan. He was curled up in a huge black ball on the floor, apparently disinterested in her. She heaved a sigh of relief, but it caught in her throat when she looked at the things she was supposed to wear.
Quietly, so as not to disturb Satan, she slipped out of bed. Resigning herself to her fate, she picked up the panties. Her naked body tingled in a mixture of disgust, fear, and curiosity. The panties she was holding were trimmed in black frilly lace. Slipping her legs into them, a slight tremor rippled up her spine. Once the panties were around her knees, she discovered that they were crotchless.
"Ooooo," she cooed, shivering with a sexual curiosity, never having seen anything like that before. She slipped the panties up her thighs and squirmed her tight ass into them.
The black panties clung to her hips; the lace hid the open crotch. A weak shivery sigh escaped her mouth. Excited, she went to the bed and picked up the matching bra. After slipping her arms into the thin straps and tucking her small ripe tits into the black lace cups, she giggled. Her nipples and some of her tit flesh peeked out of an opening in each cup.
She felt brazen, older than she was. Staring at her reflection in the dresser mirror, she gazed hotly at her slim figure in the outfit that barely covered her tits and pussy mound. She was entranced with her own body and never noticed that Satan was coming toward her.
Padding silently around the bed, Satan came up behind the innocent child. He sniffed her, recognizing the scent of virgin pussy from sniffing her panties in the car. His stub of a tail wagged. His cold nose hit the back of her knee, and his nostrils flared from the sweet succulent scent of virgin pussy that drifted down to him. His tongue slapped the back of Wendy's bare thigh.
"Ooooo!" she cried out in surprise, and stepped forward. "Get away, Satan! Go away!" Bending down, she pushed at his persistent snout. "Please go away, Satan."
Satan ignored her whimpering pleas and barked. His lip curled; his shiny pearl-white teeth gleamed. The Doberman shook his head, knocking Wendy's fingers away. He took a step closer to her, his head near her thighs. The scent of her juicy cunt was strong with fear, and the memory of her juicy panties being rubbed in his snout flashed through the beast's mind. He growled, his head quickly catching Wendy between the thighs.
"No," she squealed in panic.
Quickly, she ran to the bed. The dog was right behind her. She jumped to hide under the sheet, but Satan leaped ahead of her.
"Ooooh, noooo," she sobbed. The Doberman, inches away, was leering at her. "Go away, doggie."
Satan slapped his tongue over Wendy's flushed and terrified face and straddled her as she lay awkwardly on her back. He whimpered, lowered his head, swiped his bluish-red tongue over her bare creamy shoulders. He gave a yelp, and Wendy lay frozen in fear.
Soft helpless cries, barely audible, emanated from Wendy's parted dry lips. Her blue eyes, wide with fright, gazed into his dangerous-looking mouth. A knot of growing terror formed in her gut.
"Nooooo." It was a whining cry that the dog ignored.
Satan slithered his tongue down her heaving chest. Her plump tits rose and fell with every panting breath she took. As Satan licked her, his warm doggie drool soaked the pink rigid nipples that peeked throug the lace of her open bra. The beast became fascinated with the hard bullet tips, and he nipped them gently. He slobbered over her bra and exposed nipples, then shook his head, licking down her body. His tongue wet the warm flesh between her tits and pussy: belly; rib cage; belly button.
"Stop it, Satan. Please." She stared at the huge animal licking her. He wasn't hurting her. Wendy began to relax, her blue eyes glued to his giant head and his long tongue swiping across her belly.
Satan brought his mouth to Wendy's tits. He snorted, squiggled his cold nose on Wendy's exposed nipple. He slapped his tongue over her tit. Wendy whimpered-a tinge of fear and a twinge of excitement. He did it again, then dragged his cold nose over her neck. His tongue seemed bent on soaking all of her creamy white skin.
"Ohhhhh," Wendy sighed. Her untapped passion was being brought to the surface by the warm wetness of Satan's tongue and spit. Her blue eyes rolled lazily. Her slim hips squirmed. Her soft pantie-clad ass rubbed the mattress. "Nooooo . . . noooo . . . "
Satan ignored her protests and burrowed his cold nose in the black lace cups that held her plump tits. He growled, frustrated by his inability to move the annoying bra away from her sweet-tasting tit flesh. He yanked. The bra came away in his ferocious mouth with a ripping sound.
"Ooooo, God!" Wendy cried. She didn't know what to do. Fear and desire kept her frozen to the bed like a statue.
Unconsciously, her hands moved up her writhing body to her tits that were flushed with the glow of youth. She squeezed the soft budding flesh, forgetting about the ripped bra, forgetting about Darlene and Sherry and that they were waiting for her.
"Lick them, Satan," she gasped. "Lick my titties." She was shocked by her own words, but it didn't stop her. "Lick me, Satan. Lick meeeee!"
The Doberman needed no encouragement. He drenched her tits with his saliva-coated broad tongue. Every inch of her jiggling tit meat was daubed in doggie spit as Wendy fed them to Satan, her fingers cupping each tit mound. Satan licked, then swiped under the rising globes of soft succulent tit meat, then the nipples. He especially enjoyed the swollen pink caps and rubbery tips. His tongue slithered. His spit dribbled. Wendy was delighted, and she creamed her panties in a hot sizzling moment of lust.
"Ewwwww," she whimpered, squirming and wriggling on the bed. Once again, she was caught up in passion. First, the ride to new York and now this. Danger, fear were set aside. Passion reigned.
Wendy brought her hands to Satan's ears while he licked her tits. She scratched his head and watched in utter fascination as the Doberman soaked her body in doggie drool.
"Oooooo, Satan. It feels sooo sooo good!" She tried fighting the lust that controlled her virgin body, but lost the battle and was grateful. "What's happening to me?" Her pussy oozed warm heavily scented virgin cunt juice. Her hips rolled. Her mouth opened. Her tongue flicked out over her parched lips. "Ooooo! Ooooo! Mmmmmm!"
Satan lifted his head. His dark eyes glowed. The sweet scent of seeping pussy juice attacked his senses. Nipping his way down her body, he tasted the flesh of her belly and hips.
He dropped between her slender legs. The aromatic scent of her virgin pussy was stronger here. He nipped, then licked the smooth satiny flesh of her inner thighs, working towards the black crotchless panties and the velvety lips of her pussy.
Wendy was overcome. She was incapable of stopping the tremors that ripped through her young turned-on body, let alone stopping Satan. She froze; the dog's snout smacked into her cunt mound in between the open crotch. He hit her juicy bare cunt slit again with his cold nose.
"Aaaaaah!" Wendy went into spasm. "Oooo!" A quaking feeling soared through her cunt. She gushed hot buttery pussy-cream out over the lace of her crotchless panties and the dog's persistent snout.
Satan burrowed his pointed muzzle between the wet lace, into the folds of Wendy's hot oozing virgin pussy. He growled; her savory scent aroused him further. His tongue flicked out, burning a path through her virgin pussy slit-pink, swollen, wet with juice. Warm sticky cunt cream clung to his tongue in a film of white. He did it again, swiping his long tongue through her juicy cunt slit. Wendy's sobs of lust and her quivering body urged him on.
"Satan! Satan!" She was delirious.
Morals, innocence, upbringing were all dissipating. Lust and desire to enjoy the animal's fantastic tongue on every inch of her hot nubile body was her only concern. She wriggled her ass on the bed, her hands skimming down her sides to her panties. Even though they were crotchless, it was still clothing, and she wanted her pussy totally bare and open for the dog's pleasure as well as her own.
"Mmmmmm," Wendy moaned.
She managed to squirm out of her panties before the Doberman ripped them off her with his sharp teeth as he had done to her bra. Naked, hot, and raging with passion, Wendy exposed her entire creamy white body to the giant sleek Doberman.
She rolled over onto her belly. Her arms stretched above her head as she spread her legs widely. Both her virgin pussy and her ass were vulnerable to attack. She knew it, and it made her pussy cream.
Presented with the delicious goodies of the young virgin girl, Satan feasted on her cunt with greedy enjoyment. His cock began to emerge from its hairy sheath. He lapped between Wendy's parted thighs, up through her wet pussy, up through the crack of her ass. A layer of saliva mixed with virgin cunt-cream was being drawn up to the pink wrinkled pucker of her virgin asshole.
Wendy went wild. Her soft virgin ass humped up and down in a frenzied state of heat. Her tiny hands balled into harmless fists as she pounded the pillow.
"Oooo, Satan, lick meeee! Lick my pussyyyy! Pleeeeease!" She wriggled and humped, enticing the dog with her frenzied gyrations to dine on the flesh of her wet cunt.
Satan accepted her invitation. Whimpering, he buried his pointed snout between the child's slender legs and into the folds of her hot swollen pussy lips. His tongue slithered inside, penetrating beyond her cunt lips into the entrance of her gooey pussy. It was blocked by cherry skin. Angry, he pulled his tongue out of her cunt and barked. His muzzle was coated in a filmy froth. He barked his discontent, squiggled closer. For the moment, he ignored her oozing pussy and chewed, nipped, and licked at the tender flesh of her gorgeous twin ass cheeks.
"Unnnn," Wendy sighed, squirming and twisting on her stomach.
Her hips were crushed beneath her. Her hands skimmed down and clutched her rocking hips. Urgent fingers slipped under her body, groped at her clit. She scratched, pinched, fingered the hard piece of sensitive clit flesh and the juicy cunt gash.
"Satan! Tongue my assssss!" Her mouth was open. Spittle drooled past her parted mouth onto the pillow. Her face burned, and her eyes glowed with passion. Lifting her firm rounded ass up in the air, Wendy wriggled her ass cheeks at the dog's snout. "Lick meeee! Get your tongue in my pussy, Satan!"
Satan's tongue became a wet whip of doggie drool. He slapped his long rubbery tongue over both offered ass cheeks and bathed them in doggie saliva. He ran his tongue up through the ass crack. Her wrinkled asshole was drenched in doggie spit. He snorted, burrowed his muzzle between the ass cheeks, his tongue struggling to enter the tightness of her tiny asshole.
"Ooooo, Satan, you naughty dog." She went wild, jamming her ass back into the dog's digging muzzle. "Satan! My hole! My asshole!" She humped urgently, her hips twisting, aiming her asshole for his snout and fantastic tongue. "Inside, Satin. Lick inside my asshole!" She lifted her head, trying to see what the dog was doing. "Ooooo!" Her head dropped back on the pillow. The strain was too much.
Her fingers kept torturing her clit. She moaned, sobbed, whimpered. Her body never stopped moving, constantly churning, angling for the dog's wet tongue.
Satan growled, then attacked the cheeks of her jerking ass. Nipping the jiggling ass meat, he licked her ass with his tongue after soaking it in spit. Her ass cheeks were saturated with doggie drool and were red from his snipping teeth. He continued to maul her ass.
Wendy, crazed out of her skull, clawed her clit with her fingers. She needed to cum, needed the relief an orgasm would give yer. She forced herself to stop shaking. Temporarily in control of her senses, Wendy rolled to her back, ready for the dog's tongue to lick her pussy.
Parting her drooling cunt lips with her fingers, she revealed the inner pink gash of her pussy to Satan. "Lick me, Satan. Lick my pussy good. Make me cum with your tongue!" Holding her glistening gooey cunt lips apart for Satan to devour, she trembled in anticipation and longing. "Get me to cum, doggie. I know you can do it!"
The dog stared at Wendy's juicy cunt. He knew what was expected of him. He had been trained well, coddled to an excess, babied because of his special talent.
Dropping to his belly, he dug his snout into the juicy folds of her virgin cunt hole. Wendy was sobbing in desperation as the dog growled and returned to her oozing pussy slit again. When his tongue hit the last vestige of her innocence-the barrier of cherry skin-he gave up on reaching inside her pussy.
The juicy flow of cream that oozed from her pussy was enough to command Satan's attention for a while. He was contented to greedily lap it up and swallow the succulent sauce of pussy ooze. Cunt juice continually flowed out her pussy. Satan's tongue, diligent and untiring, was coated with it as he swiped over the puffy pussy lips. His snout was wet with it. His jowls were dripping with the pussy juice. He whipped his tongue over her tiny purplish-red clit, and the teenager wailed in joy.
"Oooo, Satan! Yessss! Do it!" Her small budding tits jiggled as she wrenched her body, twisted and gyrated in a frenzied world of lust and exquisite sensations. "Bite! Bite!" She was in seventh heaven. "Oooo! Aaaah! Unnn!"
The dog's ears pricked up. The child's squeals inflamed his passion; he became enraged. He growled, high-strung and horny, jabbing his snout into her juicy cunt. His teeth smacked into the hard blood-engorged clit that was throbbing like a bad toothache. He snarled, his front teeth nipping the purplish-red clit.
"Satan! Satan! I'm gonna . . . gonna cummm!" She didn't believe her own words. A dog was licking her pussy! A dog was going to get her off! She didn't believe the feelings that soared through her virgin pussy. She went nuts, her entire wrenching body caught up in her approaching climax.
The screams, the hot oozing cunt cream, the quivering erratic movements turned the giant black Doberman into a snarling hungry mindless beast. He loved the taste of pussy, and he chewed her clit with practiced snips and careful bites. He had been trained not to main-just to tantalize. He whipped his tongue up through Wendy's gushing cunt slit, enjoying the gooey cream that flowed past her squishy cunt lips.
"I'm cumming!" she wailed. Wendy's orgasm swept her up in its blissful path. "I'm cumming, Satan! You wonderful dog!"
Satan was encouraged when he heard his name. He snipped at Wendy's velvety cunt lips, knowing what to do. her virgin pussy was swollen with passion and warm cream flowed onto his digging snout. He knew the little girl was cumming; Darlene and Sherry had taught him well. He renewed his efforts to please, knowing his reward would soon follow.
"Satan, I'm cumming! Keep doing it! Lick meeee!" Frenzied contortions racked her nubile body. Her wild orgasm was wreaking its delicious havoc on her mind and pussy. "Oh God! Satan!"
The Doberman snorted, cunt juice clogging his flared nostrils. His black-haired snout was coated with milky pussy cream. Highly agitated, her rammed his tongue against her cherry. He wanted to demolish the obstructing skin that prevented his tongue from entering her pussy, wanted to snatch up her oozing cunt juice from deep within.
Frustrated, he swiped over the gooey pink cunt lips, content to play with her raw clit. He chewed it, shook his head, the tiny bullet caught between his teeth.
Wendy's soft body thrashed wildly on the bed in the throes of orgasm. Tits, plump and firm, jiggled. Nipples, erect and swollen, were about to burst. Blonde hair, soft and lustrous, lashed across her scarlet features of frozen passion.
"I'm cumming, doggie! Tongue meee! Ohhhh . . . what am I doing?" Her back arched, her body ready to break as her orgasm held her tightly in its clutches. She mashed her raw cunt into the demonic dog's snout, savoring each nuance of his slapping tongue -quick and deft-as it glided effortlessly up through her virgin pussy gash.
Satan was drenched in pussy cum. It coated his snout, flooded his nose and mouth. Growling, he nipped, licked the girl into a state of insensibility. Jamming his hard pointed snout into her rocking humping body, his nose split open the swollen lips of her cunt.
Satan hit her cherry skin that was now flooded with gooey cunt juice. He pulled out, latching his teeth once again around her tiny clit.
Wendy ranted in joy. Her hips rotated in tight circles. Her pussy pumped cunt cream from the deep boiling depths of her virgin cunt. Gurgling, she raised her ass off the bed, jerked and lunged into the dog's face. She creamed him with warm sweet-tasting cum. Her tiny fists bludgeoned the mattress as her ass hammered the bed.
Wendy wallowed in Satan's expert chewing. Orgasm after orgasm washed over her body in waves of endless pleasure. Her pussy creamed, then pulsed with rhythmic contractions. Her cunt walls gushed a deluge of buttery sauce.
Jealous spasms ripped through her empty cunt hole; she wanted to be fucked.
Suddenly, her strength left her, and she dropped back on the bed. Whimpering, sobbing, she lay limp and lifeless.
She was at the mercy of the cunt-hungry Doberman. Tremors soared through her empty pussy. She began to whimper helplessly. "No. No. No." Her pussy was too sensitive now to be touched. She squirmed, trying to move away from Satan's nuzzling snout in her cunt. It was hopeless. Satan wouldn't leave her alone.
The dog's muzzle finally came out of Wendy's wet pussy after a few minutes. He knew the young girl was done, and he knew it was his turn. Her hot cream had burned into his snout, and he licked it off his jowls. His cock throbbed. He waited. Nothing happened. Unlike Darlene and Sherry, this little girl was just lying there.
Not to be denied, he straddled one of Wendy's long legs and humped his hard prick into her soft silky skin. His neck stretched, his body strained, and his huge front paws clung to her thighs. He rammed his prick against her leg.
Gasping, her breathing settling down, Wendy watched the dog in utter amazement. He was fucking her leg! Her blue eyes went wide.
Then the phone rang. Wendy was too involved with Satan to hear it.
Tentatively, she brought her trembling fingers to his snout as he humped her leg feverishly. He was desperate to relieve the ache in his hairy balls.
Wendy touched his fangs when his rubbery lips drew back. She touched his tongue as it lolled out of his mouth. Some of her cum still clung to it.
"Ohhh, doggie, doggie!" She swooned; the heat of his greased cock burned into her skin. "Oooooo, Satan! You're going to cum!"
The monstrous Doberman humped the child's leg in mindless pursuit of unloading his doggie jizz. His prick swelled with a rumbling cum-load. His balls churned. He was ready!
Neck taut, lips drawn back, Satan jettisoned a load of hot glutinous cum. With a whimpering whining cry, hot doggie cum splattered Wendy's leg.
Wendy gasped; her flesh tingled. Hot cum squirted from his cock. It was fantastic!
"Cum, Satan. Cum all over me!" She was mesmerized, totally committed to watching and enjoying the dog cream her leg with doggie jism. "Cum, Satan, cummmm!"
Satan did. He emptied his balls. Gobs of gooey cum spurted out of his piss-slot all over Wendy. His rump was a jabbing blur of movement. His large front paws held her in his viselike grip. He howled, whimpered, his tongue hanging out. His coal-black eyes gave him a bizarre appearance.
"Ooooo, Satan." She trembled. Her hand stroked him on top of his head. Her other hand squeezed the pulpy meat of her budding young tits. "Ohhhhh, you're getting me all wet!" She loved it. The warm cream of doggie jizz. His hairy body. The feel of his powerful jabs in each fuck-thrust. She loved it all.
She fell back on the pillow, shaking while the dog finished squirting his cum all over her.
Satan barked, got to his feet when he was done. His long powerful legs wobbled on the unsteady mattress. For the moment, he was weak and spent.
As he regained his balance and strength, he sniffed his cum on Wendy's leg, then sniffed the juice that still oozed from her pussy. His cock pulsed, and a squirt of jism shot out over her belly.
"Ohhh," Wendy gasped. The hot doggie jism seared her skin. "Ohhh, God! He creamed me! What happened to me? What am I doing? My God!" She covered her face. Remorse and shame filled her guilt-ridden mind. "What happened to me?"
CHAPTER THREE
Darlene applauded as she came into the room. "Fantastic!" She walked over to the bed and stroked Satan's huge head. "Did her pussy taste good, boy?"
Satan lifted his head, peered at the beautiful Darlene, licked his chops and then her hand. Whimpering, he lowered his head to the bed and closed his large eyes.
"How did you like Satan?" Darlene asked Wendy. Darlene sat herself down on the edge of the bed, staring greedily at Wendy's bare tits and wet pussy.
Wendy hated her. Hated her for keeping her here. Hated her for bringing out the passions, the disgusting passions that had lurked in her body unnoticed until now.
"Please let me leave."
"You still want to leave, after sampling Satan's tongue?" Darlene shook her head, clicking her tongue. She rubbed Wendy's bare leg, massaging Satan's pearly drops of cum into the young girl's flesh. "Shit, Wendy. I'd think after you came like that, you'd be thrilled."
Wendy was fighting her natural desires. "It's not right." She couldn't think straight. "With a dog . . . it's . . . just not right."
"It's wonderful, Wendy, and you know it. You just don't want to admit it." Darlene scooped up a gob of Satan's thick gooey jizz and rubbed it on Wendy's bare tit. "This is good for you," she smiled. "Helps to make your titties grow."
Wendy tried pulling away, but Darlene grabbed her shoulder. "Where's the bra?" Darlene asked. "And the panties?"
"Your dog ripped the bra off me," Wendy sobbed.
"Mmmmmm, I would have loved to have seen that. You took off your panties, didn't you?" Darlene said, and winked. She grabbed Wendy's hand. "C'mon, I'll help you clean up, then we can go downstairs and have fun with Sherry."
Wendy allowed Darlene to lead her into the bathroom; she was too weak to resist. "I don't want to have fun with you, or Sherry."
"Maybe Satan then," Darlene giggled lewdly. She studied Wendy in the bathroom mirror, admiring the child's soft plump ripe tits.
"I hate Satan," Wendy snapped defiantly, avoiding her own image in the mirror.
"It didn't look that way from where I was standing," Darlene laughed. "To me, it looked as if you were having a ball. I watched you cum on his snout, and I saw you enjoy it when he creamed your leg. Don't lie to yourself too, Wendy. Sex is a blast, and for a few days you're gonna get plenty of it . . . so enjoy it. Afterwards, if you want to go back to being a sweet little girl . . . hell, who cares?"
Wendy sighed. Darlene's hands were massaging the flesh of her budding tits with a washcloth. "I couldn't help myself," Wendy moaned, feeling she needed an excuse.
"I understand," Darlene soothed. She dried Wendy's tits as she spoke. "I felt the same way when I was first introduced to dogs. You'll get over it." Darlene's hand slipped down between Wendy's legs. She washed the girl's cunt with the soapy washcloth.
"I don't want to get over it," Wendy gasped. Darlene's hands were rekindling the passion in her pussy. "I'm a nice girl." Wendy stared at her reflection: blonde hair mussed; face flushed; eyes glittering; tits pink and heaving. Wendy shut her eyes.
Darlene's fingers stroked through Wendy's cunt lips. "Your pussy is sopping wet, Wendy. I guess nice girls like sex, huh?"
Wendy was becoming aroused again. Her eyes opened, and she saw Darlene's sinuous figure in the mirror: huge tits strained against a skimpy halter; gleaming black hair that was long, shiny, thick and fell about her shoulders; and a sensuously beautiful face. Wendy sighed. The raven-haired beauty was lulling her into a state of euphoria.
"I'll get you another bra for your pretty tits," Darlene told her. "Then we'll go down and join Sherry." Playfully, she gave Wendy a rap on the ass. "Let's go."
As they returned to the bedroom, Wendy wondered what perverted act they would force her into. The teenager gulped uneasily. She knew she would succumb to whatever they wished. Just the simple cleaning of her body by Darlene had started her pussy juices flowing again.
Wendy took the bra that Darlene offered. "You'll probably take it off me as soon as I'm downstairs," Wendy said, slipping into the bra and panties.
"Probably, but Sherry is looking forward to this. Don't forget the shoes." Darlene led the way downstairs as Wendy slipped her feet into the high heels.
Downstairs, Darlene led the shy and slightly frightened Wendy into the center of the spacious living room.
Wendy's eyes darted around the room. Expensively decorated. Plush carpeting. All in good taste. It did nothing to ease Wendy's mind; she still felt like a prisoner.
Darlene had plopped on the large velvet sofa next to Sherry. "Well, what do you think of her?" Darlene asked her friend.
"She looks delicious," Sherry said. "Makes me hungry and hot." Sherry was naked. Red hair, done in curls, was splayed across her bloated tits and shoulders.
Darlene talked to her friend as if Wendy weren't there. "When I got upstairs, Satan was licking her pussy. I saw her cream him. It was wild, Sher. Saw the dog fuck her leg, too."
"Damn! I knew I should have went up there to check on her when she didn't answer the phone."
Sherry stretched, anxious to taste and feel their new playmate-the innocent Wendy. Sherry's round firm tits jiggled as she spread her legs. At once, her fingers went to her pussy, and she opened the puffy lips of her cunt.
Feeling like a slave about to be sold, Wendy remained standing at the spot Darlene had taken her to. She avoided both their hungry leers, blankly staring at a painting on the wall. It was a painting of a huge dog fucking a naked woman. The woman was on her knees. Wendy's innocent blue eyes quickly darted away. She was sickened. She could easily become the woman in the painting.
"You like it?" Darlene purred to Wendy, noticing that the teenager's interest had been aroused by the framed oil painting on the wall.
Wendy pretended not to hear.
"Wendy!" Sherry's voice made the child's head snap around.
Wendy looked at the two beautiful women. Darlene in tight shorts, skimpy halter. Sherry naked, her legs spread, her pussy wet, open. Wendy dragged her eyes away from Sherry's blatant display of her red-haired pussy.
"Please let me leave. I don't want to stay . . . really."
"Don't be a shit," Sherry admonished. "You stick around with us for a few days and have some fun. You'll never get a chance like this again."
"We'll help you look for your parents too," Darlene added. "See, we're not all bad. We just want to have some fun. So, relax and enjoy us."
Wendy's heart skipped. With their help, she might truly find her real parents. In the next instant, her heart sank. The surge of hope was quickly smashed. The cost-a slave to their sexual perversions. "I'd rather look for them on my own."
Sherry smiled, then her soft features hardened with impatience. "You have no choice, Wendy. Turn around and give us a show, and no more smart talk. You hear? Obey, and things will be a lot easier for you."
Wendy refused to budge. She stood stiffly, frightened, but resolute. Eyes flickered with uncertainty, but she wasn't going to give in easily.
Sherry smiled wickedly. "I could turn Angel loose on you, but I won't." Sherry's dainty hand stroked Satan's twin. "He'd mark up your creamy virgin skin real bad, scar you for life. Do you want that?" She got up off the couch and grabbed Wendy by the wrist. She pulled her roughly to the couch and threw the frightened child over her lap. "Now, I'm going to teach you some manners."
Darlene grabbed the struggling child's arms as Sherry fixed Wendy's soft butt over her lap.
Sherry smacked Wendy's ass, the other hand pressing against Wendy's bare thighs. The blows got harder, more brutal. The teenager howled louder with each hard-hitting whack. The stinging pain grew stronger. The slaps of Sherry's hand echoed in the room.
Sherry bludgeoned Wendy's ass with a flat palm, until her hand became hot and red, along with Wendy's ass. Sherry stopped, catching her breath while Wendy sobbed loudly and painfully.
"Let's see her bare ass," Darlene sighed excitedly. "Let's see how red it is."
"It better be redder than my hand," Sherry said, easing Wendy's panties down. Both women ogled the inflamed cheeks of the child's sweet ass. Sherry touched the skin. "It's hot, too."
Darlene reached over. "Damn. Makes me cream. Her ass feels smooth. Mmmmmm . . . nice." They both caressed her ass.
Sherry pushed the child to the floor. "Now, give us a show, or I'll have to do that again."
Wendy staggered to her feet. The burning heat of her ass cheeks was still with her, but the stinging began to subside. She sniffed back her tears. It had hurt, but their gentle caresses afterward had been enjoyable. She backed up, pulled up her panties. She wasn't about to let them know she enjoyed it.
"What do you want me to do?" she said, trying to sound angry.
"Model for us," Darlene suggested.
"Make us cream, too," Sherry put in.
Turning slowly, hesitantly, Wendy let the two horny women ogle her. When her back was to them, she felt their eyes on her. She caught sight of Angel, the other Doberman, Satan's twin. She thought of how Satan licked her pussy, and it weakened her knees. She wondered if Angel was going to do the same thing to her. Her mind became muddled, confused. She knew she was succumbing, becoming what they were. She would soon become the woman in the painting, and what surprised her the most, she was beginning not to care.
"Mmmmmm," Sherry sighed, stroking her own moist pussy, her tight ass squirming on the couch. "Bend over and give us a nice ass view."
Wendy complied, thinking of what it would be like to touch Angel's prick. As she bent over, the crotchless panties opened, baring her pussy and the crack of her delicious-looking ass. Wendy trembled, knowing that what she was doing was getting both her and the two women hotter.
"Strip for us," Darlene cooed. "Naked." She tore off her own clothes, flinging them aside, her dark violet eyes on the luscious Wendy.
Wendy turned around. The two naked women staring at her made her young virgin pussy seep cunt juice. Wendy looked at their naked bodies, their mature ripened tits, full hips, and hairy pussies. She glanced at Angel, wondering what his tongue would feel like.
"Strip," Sherry moaned, her fingers gouging her own wet pussy. "Let's see your cunt, baby."
"Do it slow," Darlene added. "A sexy show."
Wendy began enjoying herself more and more. She rocked her slim girlish hips, her fingers slowly and tantalizingly working over the cups of her bra, massaging the soft supple flesh of her budding tits. She was getting hotter by the minute.
Her hands traveled down her teenaged body to her rotating hips. She pressed her fingers to her belly, inching down. Spreading her long girlish legs, Wendy opened the lace of her crotchless panties. A hot sizzling tremor swept up her thighs and exploded deep inside her virgin pussy. Wendy quavered in sheer delight.
"Take it off," Sherry gasped, enjoying the show. "Strip all the way."
Willingly, Wendy obeyed. She brought her hands up to her tits and squeezed each pliant tit mound, keeping the two sexy women in torturous rapture. She saw that her young sexy body held them spellbound; it gave her a feeling of power. Her cunt pulsed with excitement.
"You want to see my titties?" she asked them, getting into the swing of things. The two horny women moaned in unison.
"I'm glad," Wendy sighed.
Her pussy juices were flowing. Her tits were swelling, the nipples aching. After unhooking the bra, Wendy let it fall to the floor. She acted the way she thought they wanted her to. Each second drew her deeper and deeper into their maze of fuck-lust.
"They're not big," she whimpered to her audience. "Not like yours." Wendy eased her hands over her plump ripe tits, her fingers outlining their exotic round shape.
"Your panties," Sherry gasped. A hot burning feeling swept madly through the depths of her red-haired pussy. "Take off your panties, Wendy . . . now."
"Yessssss," Darlene hissed. Her violet eyes went up and down Wendy's body. "Let's see some pussy, some young pussy meat."
Totally caught up in the passion that reeked in the room, Wendy stepped close to the two naked women. "Why don't you both take off my panties?" She jiggled her small tits and jutted her hips forward. "Do it together."
Wendy trembled in anticipation, waiting, her hands actively caressing her own soft body. She combed her fingers through her wheat-blonde hair. Two pairs of hands touched and fondled her hot flesh. Wendy was horny as hell.
Darlene's fingers slipped into the black panties that Wendy wore. Sherry, panting hotly, joined her. The two horny women brought the teenager's panties down to her knees, their eyes trained on the silken patch of gossamer pussy hair that framed the soft cunt mound like fine soft down.
Wendy quivered in ecstasy, loving the attention and the gentle caresses. "Ohhhh, I'm soooo hot!" Her knees seemed to buckle, and she stepped away from their overwhelming hands. "God, this is wrong, but I can't stop myself." Wendy shivered, glared at both women, then at the giant Doberman, Angel.
Sherry sprawled herself out on the living room carpet. "Lick my pussy, Wendy, let me feel your tongue right here." Her fingers touched her oozing cunt slit.
The shocking request startled the young innocent. She lowered her eyes to Sherry's red cunt gash between the long parted legs. It dazzled her. Her mouth drooled for pussy. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest.
Knowing it was wrong, but too hot to stop herself, Wendy melted to her knees. She was drawn to Sherry's pussy as if a magnet were attracting her. Anxious to taste the beautiful woman's pussy, Wendy licked her lips nervously.
"Ohhhh, shit," Darlene moaned. "She's going to be the best pet we've ever had." A spasm attacked her black-haired pussy, and she creamed herself until the trembling seizure was over.
"I know," Sherry replied, feeling the heat of Wendy's panting breath on the sticky flesh of her inner thighs. "Goddamn!"
Wendy's mind and senses came under a barrage of exquisite sensations: sound, scent, sight. Hot voices. Pungent pussy aroma. Red glistening pussy gash. It snapped her mind, shattered her innocence, flooded her with a desire for all sexual sensations.
"Oooh, God, I'm like them." The simple truth boggled her passion-dulled brain.
"Eat me," Sherry rasped hungrily, her body shaking, waiting for the young teenager to eat her pussy until she creamed. "Eat out my cunt hole." As she waited, her pussy seeped a thick ooze.
Hypnotized by Sherry's pussy and drowning in a sea of lust, Wendy plastered her mouth against the soft velvety folds of Sherry's hot oozing cunt.
"Agghhhh!" Sherry squealed deliriously at the first contact of the teenager's mouth. The suction power sent hot jolts of pleasure up through her pulsing pussy. "Ohhhhhh, Christ, suck my pussy!"
Wendy did. The taste of pussy meat was different, sensual, thrilling. Wendy feasted on the sweet juicy meat of Sherry's drooling cunt. A steady flow of pussy ooze flooded her mouth and throat. She swallowed, and it tasted delicious. Her own cunt, virgin and aching, oozed for a mouth to cream. Wendy's tongue darted out of her mouth and into the inner depths of Sherry's hot seeping pussy, exploring.
"Ohhhhhh, suck me, Wendy. You're doing great!" Sherry looked over and saw that Darlene was entranced. "She's fucking my pussy with her tongue, Darlene. I feel her tongue going deep. Ohhhh, shit, Darlene, she's almost as good as Satan and Angel!"
Wendy wallowed in her newly discovered sexual pleasure-licking a hot wet cunt. She allowed the warm juices of Sherry's cunt to wash over her face while snaking her tongue into the hidden recesses of the woman's cunt hole. With her tongue fucking deep, Wendy explored. Sherry's cushiony cunt muscles pulsed in response. Wendy was jealous of
Sherry. Her own cherry skin kept these exotic delights from her. For the first time in her young life, Wendy wished she wasn't a virgin.
"Ohhhhh, shit," Sherry moaned excitedly. Twisting and humping her cunt at the sex-hungry teenager, Sherry went berserk. "Eat my cunt! Suck it! Chew it! Oh God!"
Wendy complied with all the fervor of youth. She sucked deep; warm pussy cream flowed into her mouth Wendy fucked her tongue deep into the gooey cunt, tongue-fucking the pussy that pulsed in a desperate attempt to capture her elusive tongue. She changed tactics, chewing on the puffy folds of Sherry's cunt, then capturing the hard clit between her teeth.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, fuckin' Christ!" Sherry went wild. Her huge creamy tits bounced. Her head jerked. Her face was a deep crimson red, and her green eyes were a fiery hue. "Bite! Bite hard!"
Wendy went crazy, chewing on Sherry's clit as if it were a piece of hard candy. Sensing, knowing, Wendy braced herself for what would happen next. She welcomed it, hoping, praying that one of the two luscious women would do the same to her.
Sherry leered at her friend, a dreamy expression on her face. "I'm gonna cum, Darlene. The little bitch is gonna get me off with her mouth. Ohhhh . . . Christ . . . I . . . don't . . . believe it! She's fantastic!"
Darlene watched the exotic spectacle. Sherry was twisting on the floor, her tits jiggling, whimpering cries escaping her open mouth. Wendy, young and innocent, was between Sherry's lush thighs, slurping and going wild on Sherry's hot pussy. The noises of Wendy's cunt-sucking mouth was driving Darlene mad. She crawled over to them and caressed the teenager's slender back. Darlene's hand went to Wendy's ass cheeks-still raw and pink from Sherry's whipping.
"Suck her pussy, Wendy," Darlene urged in a guttural tone. "Suck her, and make her scream!" Darlene's hand swept under the child and massaged the firm meat of her tits. "Make Sherry cum!"
Wendy sucked like a child possessed, chewing voraciously on the pulsing clit that projected vulnerably from the sheath that had protected it.
"Agggghhhh! I'm cumming!" Hot fantastic pleasure bolted through Sherry's cunt. Spasms attacked her from all angles. Hot cum gushed from her pussy.
Wendy responded with more enthusiasm. Sucking deeply, Wendy doubled her efforts to please. Warm pussy cum drenched her already saturated face. Wendy's hand snaked around Sherry's gyrating hips, squeezing. Her mouth turned the older woman into a mass of exploding cunt flesh. Her teeth nipped hard, then she sucked on the clit, sending Sherry into screaming hysterics.
Sherry stiffened and her back arched, her pussy driving into Wendy's mouth over and over again. She ground her cunt lips and clit into the teenager's teeth. Her hands pounded the carpet, and her green eyes tried to focus on her friend, Darlene. She saw her beside Wendy, caressing the child's back with one hand and fondling the huge red piece of doggie prick with the other.
Darlene's fingers teased Angel's thick cock shaft while he licked the tip of his prick and part of her stroking hand.
Wendy, oblivious to everything but the oozing pussy at her mouth, continued to dine on the puffy meat of Sherry's climaxing pussy. Wendy chewed ravenously. She shook Sherry's clit between her teeth.
Wendy's hands roamed Sherry's twisting body, mauled the huge jiggling tits and enjoyed the light squeezing caresses of her own tits by Darlene.
"More! More! Aghhhh!" Sherry creamed again. Hot sticky cum flowed like a river. It drenched the sucking child's mouth. Wendy's hands felt fabulous! "Oooooo!" Sherry's legs shot out stiffly, muscles taut. Her squirming ass rotated, and she clawed her way down her burning body to her pussy and Wendy's chewing mouth.
Overwhelmed by the sheer force and power of Sherry's horrendous orgasm, Wendy clamped her mouth to the warm sticky wetness of Sherry's cunt hole and snagged her teeth on Sherry's rigid clit. Wendy rode the full force of Sherry's stormy orgasm, loving it. Pressing tightly against Sherry's flowing pussy, Wendy gulped down the sudsy froth, choking, sputtering. It came out too much and too fast for the inexperienced teenager. The bubbly cunt cream flooded her mouth, nose, and throat.
One final orgasm tore through Sherry's pussy, devastating her. She trembled in helplessness, froze for a fleeting moment, then collapsed back on the floor.
"Get her off, get her off!" Sherry could take no more of the joy of Wendy's greedy mouth. "Darlene, take her away!"
Darlene eased an overanxious Wendy away from Sherry's cunt, ready to use the girl, herself. Angel and his cherry-ripping cock could wait until later.
CHAPTER FOUR
Wendy lay writhing naked on the floor. Her creamy body was flushed pink with lust. She squirmed on the carpet, whimpering and sobbing for relief, a relief she had already given each woman with her hungry mouth.
Her hands clawed at her own flesh: plump tits; belly; hips; virgin pussy that ached to be touched. She was oblivious to everything around her. Every nerve in her body was keyed to satisfying the gnawing passion that ate away at her flesh and pussy.
Darlene sighed, her pussy sated by the child's fantastic mouth. "You want me to eat your pussy?" Darlene asked.
"Yessssss," Wendy hissed through her teeth. "Lick my pussy. Help meeeee!"
"I'm too tired," Darlene teased. "How about Sherry?"
Through hazy vision, Wendy gazed at Sherry. "Yessss. You lick my pussy, Sherry."
"Sorry, kid. I'm all sucked out right now. your hot little mouth drained me of every ounce of strength I had." She giggled, enjoying the child's unbridled fuck-lust.
"Ohhhh, God, don't do this to me. You got me this way . . . help me!" Wendy crawled over to them, desperate, ready to do anything. She spotted Angel on the floor. His sleek powerful body conjured up memories of Satan and his marvelous tongue. "Where's Satan?"
"Upstairs, asleep. He fucked himself out on your leg, and he's sleeping it off," Darlene giggled.
"Can . . . can Angel lick me?" Wendy asked timidly. "Can he lick pussy like Satan?"
"Should we have Angel lick her pussy, Sher?" Darlene laughed, combing her fingers through the teenager's wheat-blonde hair.
"I don't know," Sherry said, playing along. "Angel doesn't like virgins very much." Sherry winked at Darlene. "He hates the cherry. Gets in his way."
"Ooooo, please," Wendy begged, crawling to the dog. Wendy petted his large head. "Let him lick my pussy. I need it sooo bad." She began to shake, her bottom lip trembling. "Pleeeease!" Her hand skimmed down Angel's sleek body.
Angel raised his head off the rug and slapped his long tongue over Wendy's face, slobbering his spit over her mouth.
Wendy went into sexual shock. Quaking with a need to cum, she threw her arms around the beast's thick-muscled neck. She moved her head back and forth, letting the dog's tongue lick her mouth and chin. Opening her mouth, she snagged Angel's bluish-red tongue between her lips and sucked.
Whimpering, Angel yanked his head back, dragging his tongue out of Wendy's mouth. After squirming from her frenzied clutches, he lashed his tongue over her neck and barked, startling the sexually numb teenager. Angel gave her a playful nudge, and she easily fell off balance.
A fire burned in Wendy's virgin cunt that needed to be extinguished. She squirmed helplessly, spreading her long legs, thrusting her virgin cunt at the giant beast who loved pussy. "Lick me!"
Angel straddled the young girl. He licked his red tongue over the child's sizzling pink-capped nipples and the mounds of her tits. Going down her body to her gyrating hips, he was about to delve between her thighs and swipe his tongue across her juicy aromatic cunt, but his mistress's voice brought him up short.
"Heel!" Sherry commanded. "Heel!"
The monstrous dog looked up questioningly and whined urgently to be allowed to feast on the delectable morsel squirming about on the floor. He whined again at Sherry, then seeing there was no way out, he stepped over Wendy and sat obediently by Sherry's side.
Frustrated, Wendy went into hysterics. She rolled over, crawled back to Angel. Her breathing was ragged, coarse. Her eyes were dilated. She was an animal, a human animal. She petted the sleek beast, her eyes glued on Sherry's smiling face.
"You bitch . . . you bitch! You know I want him. Why won't you let him lick my pussy?"
"Listen to little Miss Innocent!" Sherry mocked. She enjoyed the child's agony. She looked at Wendy groveling on her hands and knees, stroking her dog with desire. "You promise to be a good girl and keep us happy until we let you go?" Sherry asked, knowing she had the upper hand.
Her head reeling, Wendy nodded in agreement. The fire in her pussy was unbearable. "Yes, anything . . . I'll do anything . . . just let him lick my pussy."
Sherry slapped her own thighs. "Rest your head on my lap, Wendy. Darlene will help the dog get behind you."
Wendy scrambled over to a gloating Sherry. The scent of Sherry's cunt drifted up to her as she placed her head on Sherry's lap. Wendy was on her knees, her ass sticking out for Angel. Her small plump tits were crushed into Sherry's legs. Her arms and hands clutched Sherry in readiness-a lamb ready for the slaughter.
"Hurry," Wendy sobbed. "I'm going crazy!"
Sherry closed her fingers around Wendy's arms, gently holding her in place. Wendy would soon be bucking and struggling to try and throw Angel from her body, and Sherry anticipated it. She pinned the child to her lap unobtrusively and stroked her hair, curling her fingers in the thick blonde strands.
"She's ready, Darlene. Get Angel into place," Sherry said, while soothing Wendy with her stroking hand.
Darlene dropped to the floor and brought the anxious Doberman around. She allowed the mighty beast to sniff the dripping gash of Wendy's virgin cunt. "Lick it, boy. Get her pussy real juicy for your cock."
In a passionate daze, Wendy couldn't hear anything but her own breathing. She was trembling. The cold nose against her hot flesh and the tongue licking the back of her thighs promised relief.
"Ooooo, I like it! I like it!"
Wendy's hips wriggled; she shivered in ecstasy, wanting the dog to concentrate on her cunt as Satan had done earlier.
"My pussy, Darlene," Wendy wailed. "Make him lick my pussy."
"Oh, I will," Darlene giggled, enjoying Wendy's predicament. Darlene remembered her own initiation into doggie fucking as she looked down at the squirming Wendy. She knew the girl would like it, just as she had when she was a teenager.
Darlene spread the cheeks of Wendy's firm ass and showed Angel the pinkish-brown wrinkled asshole. "Lick, boy. Get her ass all wet."
"Aaaaahhhh," Wendy groaned excitedly. The dog's tongue tormented the crack of her ass, and she loved it, but it only added fuel to the inferno that raged inside her aching cunt. "Not my ass," Wendy pleaded. "My pussy!" Wendy wriggled her hips at Angel. "My pussy."
"Relax," Sherry soothed, stroking Wendy's hair. "Let him enjoy you first." Sherry's green eyes followed the contour of Wendy's slim back to the slight flare of the child's hips, to the rounded cheeks of her ass, which Darlene was caressing and holding for the Doberman. Sherry winked and grinned slyly at Darlene. "Let him lick her pussy. Our little friend is too hot to be teased any longer."
"Yeahhhhhh!" Darlene agreed.
"Thank you, thank you," Wendy bubbled. Her blue eyes found Sherry. "Thank you, Sherry. I need it soooo bad." Her head dropped to Sherry's bare thighs. Wendy waited to be relieved.
Darlene eased her fingers through Wendy's dripping pussy and parted the puffy folds for Angel. "Lick here, Angel. Lick our horny little friend."
Wendy shuddered as the dog's tongue slapped noisily over her red pussy slit. "Ooooooo, I love it!" she squealed. "God, don't let him stop!"
"I won't," Darlene whispered. Through hungry violet eyes, Darlene watched Angel's tongue slither through her fingers and up through Wendy's hot virgin cunt.
Angel licked diligently. His tongue slithered up and down the opened pussy slit, through Darlene's fingers that separated the puffy cunt folds. He licked up over Wendy's asshole and coated the wrinkled ring with a blend of his spit and Wendy's sticky pussy juice.
Snorting some pussy cream out of his nostrils, Angel shoved his pointed snout hard into the child's pussy. He collided with the cherry skin that protected her virgin depths. The barrier frustrated him. He shoved his muzzle again into Wendy's pussy, determined to reach the inner depths where it was warm and gooey. His tongue struggled in the wet cuntal entrance, prodding, pushing, but failing to break the tough cherry.
"Oooooo," Wendy moaned, squirming back at Angel. "He keeps stopping! He keeps stoppping!" The only thing she wanted was to cum. "Make him do it like Satan, pleeeease!"
"Sorry, baby," Sherry tormented. "Angel doesn't like virgins."
Angel began nipping the puffy lips of Wendy's gooey cunt, making her whimper in agony and pleasure. His huge red cock began to emerge from the thick-skinned sheath.
Wendy lifted her head and turned to Darlene. "Make him do it, please!" Wendy shoved back, trying to tempt the dog to lick her pussy. "Ewwww, he's biting me! Ooowwww!"
"He's angry," Darlene said, giving Sherry a nod-a signal that the excitement was about to begin.
Sherry nodded back. Casually, her hands elapsed Wendy around the shoulders. "I'm ready."
Swirling in delirium, Wendy was ready and anxious to be relieved of her passionate torment. Hot and ready, she squirmed, the nipping teeth of the dog adding more excitement to her already overheated pussy.
"I can't stand it!" She began to blubber and moan.
Darlene stroked Angle's cock, working her magical fingers up and down the dog's prick. She enticed the long thick red menacing cock shaft to come out all the way, until every hard inch of prick was fully extended from its sheath.
"Ohhhh, shit, it's beautiful." Darlene swooned, wishing it were her body that would be plundered with this formidable hunk of cock meat.
Angel began to whimper. Darlene's hand and active fingers on his cock were agitating him into a feverish state. He nipped harder on Wendy's ass, becoming more aroused as Darlene played with his stiff cock.
"Now, boy," Darlene commanded in the animal's ear. She patted the teenager's smooth back. "Up, boy, up!"
His tongue slapped out excitedly. He leaped up on Wendy's back, blanketing her with his sleek powerful frame. Recklessly, he jabbed his bloated cock at Wendy's thighs. His raging passion blinded his aim.
Somewhere in the back of Wendy's lust-drugged mind, she sensed what was happening to her. The dog wasn't licking her; he was fucking her! "Ohhhhh, God, noooooo!"
The weight of the dog on the teenager's back his jabbing prick punching her ass cheeks panicked Wendy.
Terror glimmered in the glaze of passion that covered her blue dilated eyes.
"Get him off! Get him off me!" She was terrified. She struggled, only to find out that she was powerless. "Nooooo!"
"Yessss," Sherry squealed with delight. "You're gonna get fucked! Fucked! Like a good girl should!" Sherry kept the teenager pinned to her lap, holding her tightly. Stronger than Wendy, she kept the horrified teenager from getting away.
Wendy kept fighting, swinging her ass. She wasn't going to give the dog a stationary target. She jerked and bolted. "No! No! No!" Her head turned over a shoulder. Frightened eyes glared at a smiling Darlene. "Take him away!"
"Sorry, baby," Darlene soothed, reaching under and fondling Wendy's tits. "It's time you lost that useless cherry. Angel will make you glad you did."
Wendy struggled, but to no avail. She couldn't break away from Sherry's firm hold. As long as she kept moving, Wendy reasoned, her cunt was safe. Angel's prick harmlessly jabbed at the cheeks of her ass.
"Help the dog get in her pussy," Sherry gasped to Darlene. "Guide his prick."
"Noooooo!" Wendy cried.
Darlene grabbed the hulking doggie cock and stroked it, then aimed the pointed cock tip at Wendy's elusive virgin pussy. When the teenager moved the other way, Darlene was ready.
Angel's cock ripped into Wendy's squirming body.
"Aaaayyyieeee!" Wendy's shriek echoed. "Aaaahhouww!" The dog's huge red prick tore through her cherry and plunged deep inside her pussy. Wendy bucked, trying to throw the dog. "Out! Take him . . . ouww!" The pain worsened.
Angel barked and whimpered happily. His cock was fucking madly into the hot depths of Wendy's pussy.
Darlene's eyes were glued to the jabbing red prick fucking the child's cunt in a blinding fury. Darlene gasped; her mouth watered for the same. "Relax, Wendy. Relax. The pain will go away. You'll love it."
"Yessss, little bitch," Sherry gasped. She was still fighting the child, keeping her pinned. "You'll be screaming for him to fuck you real soon. You'll see."
Wendy heard their words, but she didn't believe it. The pain was weakening her strength. The weight of the dog, his stabbing cock, and the burning inside her pussy all became too much. She floated into a faint, her mind unable to endure it all.
The Doberman continued to fuck into Wendy's pussy. His cock hit tight depths. He danced on his hind legs. His stubby tail tried to curl under between his prancing legs. He humped, his front paws holding onto Wendy's back. Unconscious from the pain, Wendy had gone limp. Her pussy was still being plundered. The juices in her cunt began to flow again. Angel's demonic cock found the path of warm cunt cream, and his fucking pace quickened.
Wendy began to stir. The pain had subsided. Her flowing cunt juices were greasing Angel's way into her pussy. Pleasure soon replaced pain.
Dazed and frightened, Wendy slowly came out of her faint. The Doberman was still fucking her with hard-hitting jabs. Surprised that she had survived, Wendy sobbed. "God, the pain went away!"
"Yeah, baby. It's time for the fun. Enjoy!"
Wendy turned her head to look at the beast fucking her. "Ohhhhh, shit . . . it . . . does . . . feel . . . good." Her hips rotated in rhythm to the pounding doggie cock ravaging her pussy.
"I told you!" Darlene squealed, delighted that Wendy had accepted it. "Wait till he cums! You'll love it!"
"Yeah, Wendy. He creams so much, you'll just gush." Sherry released Wendy and allowed her to move without hindrance. "You'll drown in his cum."
This time Wendy believed. The dog's weight became a welcome pleasure. His cock fucking in and out of her cunt became the most thrilling thing in her life. She held onto Sherry and accepted the steady fucking.
His cock pounded. The giant Doberman climbed closer and closer to spurting her pussy with hot doggie cum. Hard slamming fuck-thrusts followed one after the other. His cock jabbed through the puffy lips of Wendy's pussy into the wet scalding depths of her cunt hole. Spongy pussy walls pulsed against he dog's prick and oozed hot buttery pussy cream. It bathed his stiff cock, and with each squishing jab, cunt cream seeped out her cock-filled pussy.
Wendy rode the fury of the giant dog's unrelenting pounding. She climbed with him to the peak, sensing that soon he would be cumming with her. She knew it would be better than when she came on Satan's tongue. It would be a cum that would blow her mind forever.
"Ooooo, I feel myself getting there!" Wendy squealed in childish delight. "Give me more, Angel . . . more!" She used her cunt muscles against his stabbing prick as naturally as if she had been fucking all her life.
Angel yelped, prancing on his powerful hind legs. He leaned forward over the squirming child. His hairy legs rubbed her smooth silky flesh. His heavy balls swung like lead weights. Whining yelps followed hard ramming fuck-thrusts. His front paws clutched Wendy tighter. Neck straining, his rubbery lips drawing back to reveal dangerous fangs, Angel reached the exploding point. His fucking speed increased. His black eyes rolled. He blew his cum-load.
Wendy could feel Angel creaming her pussy. "He's creaming!" Her eyes widened as the joy of her announcement sank into her lust-crazed mind. "Ooooo! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She went wild. Her hips churned. Her pussy muscles grabbed the thick skewering cock shaft. She urged the giant beast to cream her pussy more. "Cum! Cum! Cum!"
The Doberman growled. His balls swelled with another load of hot jism. His prick grew thicker. He spewed thick hot doggie jizz into the screaming child, flooding her cunt in a sea of white doggie cum.
"He's cumming! He's cumming!" the teenager shrieked. Her pussy quickly overloaded with the sticky strands of doggie goo. Cum gushed in a never-ending stream out his piss-slot. "He's cumming in meeeee!"
Hot doggie cum squirted. Angel made yelping sounds. His rump jabbed. His cock kept spewing the sticky spume. He couldn't stop fucking the little girl. Her pussy was dynamite.
"I'm gonna cum!" Wendy's orgasm was getting closer and closer as the huge dog continued to ram his prick in and out of her cum-drenched pussy. She looked up into Sherry's face, her body jerking feverishly. "I'm . . . gonna . . . cream . . . too."
"Yessss, baby . . . cum! Cream Angel's cock. Make him howl." Sherry urged the child on, and Darlene joined in.
"Cum! Cum! Cum!" they both chanted. They were caught up in the moment, watching the teenager climb toward her peak and her first orgasm with a cock. "Cummmm!"
The chants echoed in Wendy's head. The dog ripped through her pussy, fucking deep. Her eyes bulged; she was at the peak and she couldn't get over. Panic contorted her face. Her mouth opened; nothing came out.
Angel yelped. His pounding fuck-thrusts slowed. His prick emptied his doggie cum with each cum-squirting jab. His rump stabbed his cock into the cushiony wetness of Wendy's pussy. The hot clinging pussy muscles made his coal-black eyes roll up into his head.
One long stringy glob of doggie jizz splattered Wendy deep inside her pussy. The ferocious thrust of that last fuck-jab almost toppled the young girl from the torturous peak. He kept fucking, and his cock kept her prisoner. She was unable to enter her orgasm.
Angel yelped, his balls draining until he was finished. His cock spent, he gave Wendy one hard final fuck-jab, then wriggled free of her hot gripping pussy. He yanked back, his prick spurting a fine spray of doggie cum on Wendy's smooth back. Then, leaping up on the couch, Angel curled up into a furry ball, licking the tip of his worn-out cock.
"No! Keep going!" Wendy screamed.
Deprived of her orgasm, Wendy swayed at the peak, tottering between frustration and insanity. "No!" She was out of her mind. "I got to cum!"
Looking around the room, she desperately searched for something to fuck. Anything. She needed the aching need in her pussy to be quelled. She spotted Satan coming into the room
Insane from being denied cock, and babbling incoherently, Wendy crawled like a bitch in heat over to the sleek Doberman. "Fuck me, Satan. Fuck me!" She turned around, showing him her butt, flashing her ass in front of his snout-a hot sex bitch ready for doggie prick. "Fuck me, doggie!"
The dog's nostrils flared. He smelled Angel's cum. His own orgasm earlier had only been an appetizer, and he was ready for the main course. He sniffed Wendy again. The young girl's blatant overwhelming passion captivated him. He licked her oozing cum-filled pussy, then mounted the teenager. He jabbed his cock at the cunt hole Angel had just fucked.
Wendy groaned, almost collapsing under his heavy frame, but she remained on all fours, anxious to be fucked by Satan, like she had been fucked by Angel. "Fuck me!"
Satan found her pussy hole immediately. He plowed deep, his balls a boiling inferno of doggie jizz. The Doberman was a hair's breadth away from unloading his jism.
The quick violent fuck-jabs took Wendy swiftly to the peak again. Her tits jiggled beneath her, swollen with the passion that ran rampant throughout her young body.
Her passion-hazed eyes drifted over to the two naked women who were watching from the couch. Wendy gave them a dreamy smile. Her eyes seemed to float to the picture on the wall. Wendy gazed at it and knew now why the naked woman's face had an expression of bliss.
It finally happened.
"I'm cumming!" Wendy's breaking voice echoed off the four walls. Her pussy creamed Satan's jabbing prick. "I'm creaming his cock! A doggie cock!"
Wendy lost her mind, almost collapsing. Her elbows bucked under with steady volley of Satan's fuck-jabs, but she regained her position, fucking back with all her power. She climaxed and screamed, then slammed back into the giant beast's cock. His fur, his whacking balls, his whimpering howls added to her blinding pleasure. She was in rapture.
Satan fucked into the child's vulnerable pussy. Wendy's cunt was hot. Pulsing pussy muscles grabbed and milked his cock shaft, and he danced on his back legs while fucking toward his orgasm.
Wendy creamed Satan's purplish-red doggie cock. Hot gooey cum spilled out over his prick shaft, then gushed out over his swinging balls that slapped Wendy's ass.
Satan's neck stretched as he lunged. His savage fucking pace grew more brutal. His teeth were bared. His tongue lolled out the side of his mouth, slapping over Wendy's back. Vigorously, he fucked her pussy.
Again and again, Wendy climaxed. Buttery pussy ooze bubbled from her cunt with each slam of Satan's brutal cock. Wendy turned her head, watching the beast fucking her, feeling his fur, his weight, his magnificent prick. Her eyes swam in their sockets; the face of the fierce-looking dog became two, four, blending into one again. Then her eyesight blurred. She had to fight to keep from fainting under the ecstatic sensations that were slowly draining her body.
Rocking back and forth, Wendy came over and over again. Bolts of joy cascaded through her pussy, then darted through the rest of her jerking body. It became too much for her to handle. Her arms caved in and she fell forward; her face crashed into the thick carpet.
Drool came dribbling out of her whimpering mouth. Her eyes were closed, and her body twitched in rippling spasms. She floated in and out of consciousness, her limbs contorting. Her hands clawed the deep-piled rug, and she kept fucking back onto Satan's cunt-ripping prick. She kept creaming on the dog's cock.
"Satan!" Wendy fainted.
The dog howled, creamed her already cum-filled pussy with his doggie cum. Gobs of his glutinous cum flooded Wendy's pussy. Only his stiff cum-squirting cock held her up as he continually fucked into her pussy.
Satin's balls exploded with another cum-load. More syrupy doggie cum spattered the teenager's overstuffed cunt. He almost lost his balance as he showered Wendy with a bubbling outpouring of more jism. He slammed forward, made a loud whining sound and pulled his spent prick out.
Wendy went crashing to the floor. Still twitching in the afterglow, she lay sprawled on her stomach, streams of doggie cum seeping out of her cunt. Pleasure enveloped her.
Wendy felt hands on her body, and she sighed as they turned her over. She moaned, feeling a mouth on her cunt. A spasm racked her weary body as the sucking mouth emptied her pussy of all the thick gobs of doggie cum.
Swirling in bliss, Wendy opened her eyes for a moment. She saw the two Dobermans. Darlene was with one, Sherry with the other. The two women were sucking the dogs' cocks. Wendy couldn't comprehend. She fainted again.
CHAPTER FIVE
Wendy glanced at the letter again. The address was in the upper-hand corner. Her young face was set in determination. Three days in the house. Three days of nothing but fucking. Determination turned into a dreamy smile. Three fantastic days of fucking.
The door opened. "Hi." It was Darlene. "How do you feel this morning?"
Wendy giggled. The memory of last night and the fucking marathon with Satan and
Angel came rushing back. "I ache all over."
"I hope you don't ache too much."
"Not again this morning!" she groaned, throwing herself back on the bed. "I'm fucked out."
"You too tired to check out that address you've been mooning over since you got here?" Darlene grinned widely.
Wendy bolted upright. "Really? I can leave? I can-" Her small tits shook as she jumped with excitement.
Darlene laughed, cutting off the child's questions. "You can leave, baby. But I thought you might like some help in your search for your parents."
"You'll go with me?"
"Shit, why not?" Darlene turned. "Hurry and get dressed. I'll wait downstairs for you."
Wendy bounded out of bed, her heart skipping. In ten minutes, she was downstairs dressed and ready to go.
Darlene and Wendy left. Satan went along for the ride. Sherry stayed home with Angel.
Wendy was fascinated with New York. It was a busy exciting city. She had never seen so many people all in one place before. As she sat beside Satan in the front seat, with Darlene driving, a twinge of homesickness hit her. She missed her mother and father, the quiet streets of Maple Grove, her friends.
"How far away is it?" Wendy asked, glancing at the letter her mother had given her the night she ran away from home. She looked up from the worn piece of paper as they weaved through the New York traffic.
"A few more minutes," Darlene said. "Getting nervous?"
"A little," Wendy admitted. She gulped, not sure now whether she wanted to find out who her real parents were, or not. Her stomach churned.
"It's right around the corner," Darlene announced after a few minutes of driving. She slowed the car, made a turn, pulled over to the curb, stopped. Her heart sank and she looked at Wendy, wondering how the child would take it.
"It's a parking lot," Wendy gasped. "A parking lot." She had come so close. "Damn it!" Tears misted her eyes.
Sensing the girl's discomfort, Satan licked her face and tears.
"Not now, boy," Wendy said sadly.
"I'm sorry, kid," Darlene said, "but it was an old letter." She eased the car away from the curb and headed back to the townhouse she shared with Sherry. "Maybe it's better this way."
Wendy nodded, finding some truth in what Darlene said. "What should I do now? I only have this letter that my real mother wrote me when I was two years old. I don't even remember her-" Tears filled her eyes again.
"How about just forgetting everything. You never knew, until last week . . . that's what you said, anyway. I think you should just put it out of your mind."
Wendy sank into silence on their way back. Her young mind was swirling in turmoil.
When they came into the house, Sherry asked: "How did it go?"
"Not too good," Darlene explained. "House was torn down for a parking lot. No leads."
"I'm going upstairs. I have to think." Wendy climbed the stairs slowly, her face sullen. "Come on, Satan. Keep me company."
Satan barked, leaped ahead of her on the steps. He was at the top landing before Wendy, barking for the teenager to hurry.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Wendy moaned, dragging herself up the stairs. Trudging into the bedroom, she plopped on the bed. Satan leaped up beside her, rested his head on her lap. His eyes peered up at her, his brow wrinkled.
Wendy absent-mindedly stroked his head, wondering what to do. She looked at the letter again, the envelope. The address was useless. Everything had seemed so simple the night she left home to find her real parents. She was so sure she would find them; that they would become good friends, maybe visit, and then she would go back home to her adopted parents. Now, all her dreams were ruined.
Satan whimpered, swished his tongue over Wendy's sad face. He kept licking her until his tongue found her mouth. He sat up, nudged the despondent child with a huge paw, knocking her back on the bed.
"Is that all you ever think about?" Wendy giggled as the giant beast pawed the crotch of her jeans.
Satan barked his answer, his front paw on her crotch. His stubby tail wagged incessantly. He lowered his head, jammed his nose under her blouse. His cold nose skimmed her warm skin.
"Ooooh, you bad dog." She pushed him away. "You'll rip my pants, if you keep it up."
Satan wouldn't take no for an answer. He followed her as she scrambled away, pawing the front of her blouse.
"Satan. You'll rip my clothes." She pushed him aside.
Satan looked at her with his dark eyes, looking dejected.
Wendy sighed. She began to unbutton her blouse. "Maybe you have the right idea. We'll fuck. Later, I'll decide what to do."
The Doberman sensed the change in Wendy's mood and sat watching while she undressed.
"You're always so damn horny," she giggled, peeling off her jeans and panties. Naked, her body tingled. Her problems, for the moment, were forgotten. She parted her legs for Satan. "You wanna eat me?'
The pointed tip of Satan's cock was peeking from its thick-skinned sheath. His balls hung heavily. He went to her, aiming his stiff cock for her face. He barked again and stood still.
"What do you want?" she asked, staring at his cock. "You can't eat me from there, and you can't fuck me." Her hand touched the sticky red doggie cock, feeling the tight hard knot inside the sheath.
Satan yelped, his prick growing, enlarging, thickening. More thick inches of glistening red cock meat appeared from the hiding place.
"Well, what do you want? I'm waiting." The child was baffled.
The door opened, and Darlene entered. "Satan wants to be sucked." The raven-haired beauty went to the bed. "He figures since he's licked you off so many times, it's about time he got his cock sucked."
Satan turned and faced Darlene, then plopped to his side. He lifted his head, spread his back legs, whined urgently.
"He wants you to suck his cock, Wendy. Don't be so shocked. Doggie cock tastes great."
Wendy was caught off guard. For the first time, she realized she had so much more to learn about sex-about everything.
"Don't you choke, or drown?" She thought about the river of hot cum he squirted into her pussy every time he fucked her. "God!"
"You won't drown." Darlene smoothed her hand over Satan's furry belly. "You won't choke to death, either." Her hand skimmed over his huge cum-laden balls. "I'll bet you'll enjoy sucking cock as much as you enjoy fucking."
"Really?" Wendy was tempted. Her eyes settled on the dog's growing cock. "You sure?"
"I'd show you myself, but Sherry's downstairs playing with Angel."
"You could show me with Satan," Wendy suggested, looking for a way out.
Darlene shook her head. "No, baby. It's you Satan wants. Besides, you owe him a blow-job."
Wendy nodded, thinking. She wanted to taste his prick, feel his brute power with her mouth like she had felt it with her pussy. "I'm nervous."
"Don't be. You'll love it." Darlene made herself comfortable on the bed. It was going to be quite a show, watching the child suck her first doggie prick. Darlene was glad they hadn't forced it on the youngster. It was going to be a lot more exciting having her suck the dog's cock because she wanted to. "Go on, Wendy, touch his prick, and relax."
Wendy squiggled down on the bed beside Satan. She stroked his lean flank of shiny black fur. "Easy, boy," she purred soothingly, her eyes on the pointed tip of his huge cock. "God, I'm shaking all over."
"I'll bet your pussy's wet too," Darlene laughed. She stroked her fingers thrugh Wendy's cunt. The pretty, sexually hungry teenager was drenched in warm oozing pussy cream.
"Mmmmm, I like that," Wendy sighed. Darlene's fingers slipped lazily up through the silky folds of her wet pussy. "Do it some more," Wendy urged.
"Only if you suck Satan."
"Oooo, I intend to," Wendy said, wrapping her fingers around the dog's thick cock shaft. Her arm quivered. She felt the dynamic power surging through the massive hunk of cock meat.
Satan curled his head around and licked Wendy's face. His powerful body rippled with strength. He squirmed against the tiny hand jerking the length of his prick. His rump began to jab. His head dropped to the mattress, and he stared at Darlene.
Darlene scooted down to him, raising the dog's head and placing it on her lap. "Relax, boy. We're gonna take care of you. Wendy's gonna give you the best suck of your life." She petted him, long strokes over his head, down his flank.
"I'm gonna try," Wendy said, a slight trembling to her voice. She studied his giant prick while her nimble fingers manipulated the thick sheath. Easing it back and forth, she watched the giant cum-bloated prick extend to its fullest length.
Satan whimpered at Wendy. Her hand was making his balls hurt. He stared helplessly at Darlene, his rump twitching.
"Mmmmm," Wendy sighed, "I know what he wants."
Lowering her mouth to his prick shaft, Wendy kissed it. Her lips felt the sticky wetness; it boggled her mind. She had actually kissed a dog's prick. She kissed his cock again, lingering for a moment longer. This time, her tongue touched his cock, and she thought she was going to cream.
"He does taste good," Wendy said, after coming up off Satan's stiff prick.
"Don't stop now. Lick his cock with your tongue," Darlene encouraged. "He likes it." Darlene rested a hand on Satan's head, her other hand calming him, smoothing down his shiny fur.
Wendy agreed, brought her mouth back to the aroused beast's cock, licked the entire hulking length. Her tongue swirled her saliva over the thin pointed cock tip, then traveled down his glistening red prick shaft to his furry balls.
"Oooo, yes, he likes it," Darlene hissed.
Her own pussy was in spasm as she dreamily watched the young girl feast on Satan's beautiful cock. "His cock's delicious, huh?"
Wendy came up for a second. "Yeahhhh." She immediately returned to his cock. She kissed each hard scrumptious inch. Loud slurping kisses on his prick made the huge animal whimper like a puppy.
Darlene soothed the aroused dog with casual strokes on his fur, keeping him from jerking and twisting. He jabbed his rump, trying to fuck his cock into Wendy's mouth, but she only licked him. Satan's tongue drooped out of his jaw, saliva trickling off the sides. He had to cum; he was ready to cum.
Caressing his balls with her fingertips, Wendy ran her tongue up and down Satan's massive prick shaft. Slow torturous friction with her nimble fingers, then a whip-like slash of her tongue over the bloated cock. After soaking every hard wonderful inch of the dog's cock in her warm drool, she had licked his furry balls. Her saliva soaked the fuzzy bag of cum.
"Don't torture him too much," Darlene moaned, hot as hell from watching. "Suck his cock." Her tongue flicked out over her lips as if she were licking Satan's formidable meaty prick herself. "Suck him, Wendy. Put that gorgeous hunk of dog cock in your fuckin' mouth before I do it myself."
"Let me get used to him first," Wendy panted between licks. "I'll suck him soon." She looked directly at Satan. "You relax, boy. I'll eat every inch of your cock in a minute."
Wendy kissed the dog on the nose. He whimpered, his onyx eyes glittering. He slapped his tongue into Wendy's mouth, plunging it down her throat.
Wendy pulled away, freeing her throat of Satan's tongue. "You gonna ream my throat like that with your cock, Satan?"
"He will, if you give him a chance," Darlene said. "Damn, you're being cruel to him."
"Not any more. I'm going to suck him until he washes my throat with his hot gooey cum. Watch." Wendy dropped down to her side, inching toward the red tip of Satan's long pointed cock.
"Do it!" Darlene urged. "Suck his cock!"
Wendy was about to do just that. Opening her mouth, she eased the cock tip between her soft wet lips. Closing her lips around the head of Satan's cock, she stopped to adjust to the bulky width, calming herself before taking more of his delicious prick meat into her mouth.
"Yeah, do it like that," Darlene moaned. "Wendy, take more of his cock . . . more!"
Wendy had every intention of doing that. She whipped her tongue over the dog's piss-slot and was rewarded by Satan's yelping and jerking. It thrilled her to have this much power over the fierce-looking animal. With her sucking mouth, she was in control, the same way she was in control when she ate Darlene, or Sherry. Her mouth gave her the upper hand.
Satan lay helplessly on his side, his paws twitching for a foothold. His front paws tried to claw the bed. He panted feverishly, his tongue dropping, his tight rump jerking, trying to fuck his cock into the tormenting child's throat.
Wendy pushed her mouth forward, the head of Satan's cock brushing against the roof of her mouth on its way into her gullet. She gurgled, her mouth filled, his cock ready to fuck her throat. A moment of fear gripped her.
"You can do it! It's easy. Take his cock to the balls. Suck him, baby, and make him howl."
The Doberman rolled from side to side on his back. His rump thrust up off the mattress.
Every muscle in his powerful body tried to coordinate to fuck his cock into Wendy's throat. His balls ached. His cock was about to burst a load of cum. Satan let out a loud mournful cry and jabbed with all his might.
At the same instant, Wendy shoved her mouth forward. Satan's bloated cock skewered the child's tight gripping throat. Wendy gagged from the attack. Her blue eyes bulged. Her breath was cut off, but she never backed away. Totally committed, totally dedicated, Wendy sucked every fantastic inch of Satan's cock into her narrow gullet, encouraging him to cream her throat and mouth in doggie jizz.
Having found the gripping tightness of Wendy's gulping throat, Satan had no intention of losing it. His hard-driving body lunged. His cock fucked balls-deep into Wendy's gullet. Straining front paws, thumping back legs, twisting frame of rippling muscle power all worked in frantic unison. Whimpering yelps accompanied frenzied gyrations.
Darlene was amazed; the child was sucking the entire length of Satan's prick. It had the sexy black-haired vixen swooning and hungry for some of the same delicious raw doggie prick.
"Enjoy, Wendy. Chew his fuckin' cock no off!" Darlene was getting off on the fabulous sight of the naked teenager eating the huge black-haired Doberman. "Bite his cock! Make him howl!"
Wendy heard Darlene's squealing instructions. She wanted to oblige her, but most of all she wanted to please the huge Doberman that had pleased her over the past few days. Wendy sucked the dog's cock harder, testing, experimenting. She thrilled to each new sensation.
Satan yelped, fucking his cock wildly into Wendy's avidly sucking mouth. His lean body jerked, fucking every bulky inch of his cock into the tight wet depths of Wendy's throat.
"Fuck her good, Satan," Darlene said, her eyes locked on Wendy's sucking mouth. "Fuck her face! Fuck her!"
Grabbing the dog's balls, Wendy caressed them, knowing they would soon erupt and blast cum through the prick she was sucking. It made her head spin. Wendy gulped. The head of Satan's cock jabbed easily down her throat, her saliva greasing the way. The need to gag had passed; each lunging fuck-jab was welcomed with a suck. She loved it!
Satan quickened his brutal pace. He yelped because he couldn't get the needed traction to fuck the teenager's face like he wanted. His front legs flailed wildly. His back paws tried to dig into the mattress. He failed to get traction, but his cock nevertheless swelled for the coming explosion.
"Oh, God, he's gonna cum," Darlene gasped, sensing from the way Satan was jerking that he was about ready. She stroked his head, running her tongue over his open panting jaw. "Cum, boy, drown our little friend in cock-cum. Cum!"
Wendy could feel the dog's hulking prick swell inside her sucking mouth. She could feel his balls tighten in her fondling fingers. Her body was trembling in readiness for the dog's climax. She urged him on with her clinging mouth, trying to draw the cum out with her suction power. Sucking! Chewing! Sucking again! Her teeth gnashed. Her tongue slashed across the throbbing cock that continually pierced her throat.
The Doberman howled, his neck straining, the muscles of his body like tight cords. His eyeballs rolled loosely in their sockets. He howled again.
"He's gonna cum! He's gonna cum any minute, Wendy." Darlene's voice floated through the room. "He's gonna cum!"
Stringy lumps of cum gushed out Satan's cock. It flooded Wendy's gulping throat. It was happening! She almost creamed. Cock meat stuffed all the way down her throat stopped her from screaming her joy.
Satan yelped. Driven by the compelling urge to cum, his body toiled under the disadvantage of being on his side. His muscles rippled. His balls rubbed the sheet, pumping foamy doggie jizz up through his long cock shaft and into the child's gulping mouth.
Wendy felt as if she were drowning. Cum, gobs of it, spurted into her throat. In a steady pulsing action, the dog's jism gushed down her gullet and poured out her nose. It was warm, stringy, thick-hot dog cum.
"Drink it all!" Darlene squealed deliriously, drooling for a taste. "Don't waste any. Ohhh, shit! Don't lose any!"
It was also Wendy's desire not to lose any of the precious dog cum. Adjusting to Satan's demonic pace, she settled into gulping the stringy strands of jism. His howls of pleasure, Darlene's squeals of delight, the dog's relentless fucking was heaven. Sucking doggie cock was almost as good as having it rammed up her pussy.
Wendy held his churning balls, sucked his cum-spouting prick. She used her teeth and hard suction power to urge the dog to more demanding feats. She felt the cum flowing out of his cock, into her mouth, over her chin, down her neck.
Satan thrashed on the bed like a floundering fish out of water. Whining, whimpering, yapping wildly, Satan couldn't stop fucking Wendy's mouth. His head lifted, dropped, lifted only to drop again. His round black eyes closed. His stub tail tried curling-couldn't. It just twitched, like the rest of his body.
"Give her every fuckin' drop," Darlene ranted to the dog. She saw the cum oozing from Wendy's clinging lips, around the cock shaft. She drooled for it, longed for a taste of Satan's jism.
Wendy sensed the dog was about to finish. Relief and sadness enveloped her. She didn't want it to end. She sucked the high-strung Doberman; a yelping wail followed. She sucked again; the river of gooey cum trickled down to a few quick squirts. While she sucked, she felt his cock begin to shrink inside her mouth.
"Don't swallow it all!" Darlene screeched. She wantd some of his cum. "Save some for me!"
His balls drained, his cock spent, Satan was done. He wailed, jerked, yanked his prick out of Wendy's sucking mouth. He jumped off the bed away from Wendy, sprawled himself out on the floor and licked his sore prick.
Darlene swooped down on the stunned child, plastered her mouth to Wendy's lips. Plying her tongue in Wendy's mouth, Darlene snatched up the doggie jism that lingered there. She sucked out the cum, swirled it around, savoring the hot delicious doggie cum. It was the most delicious thing in the world to Darlene.
Wendy and Darlene, hot and trembling, swapped Satan's cum, mouth to mouth, tongue touching tongue. Each swallowed some, until there was nothing left.
"God, that was exciting," Wendy gasped, falling back on the bed. "I loved sucking him."
"I got off just watching," Darlene admitted. "What are you going to do, now that you can't find your real parents?" she asked, when they caught their breath.
"I don't know." Depression overcame her. She wished Darlene had never brought the subject up.
"You can stay here with us. We can have a ball, the three of us. Sherry and I both like you. The dogs adore you."
"I want to go home. I miss everybody; but maybe they won't want me back, since I've run away." She felt foolish. She had given up the home she loved for a folly.
"I think you're wrong, Wendy. I think your parents love you and want you back."
"You think so?" She was hopeful.
"I'm sure of it." Darlene took the child's hand. "Sherry and I will drive you back to Maple Grove, if you want."
"No. You might get in trouble. I'm a runaway and only a teenager. The police are probably looking for me by now." Wendy's face broke into a happy grin. "You can drive me to the bus though." She was cheerful once again-a decision was made. She felt better for it.
Questioningly, Wendy looked at Darlene. "You sure they'll still want me? Maybe they'll put me in a home for runaway kids. They're not my real parents." Suddenly, it struck her. An overwhelming sense of contentment filled her. "Yes they are. They raised me."
Wendy stood up, grabbed the letter off the nightstand. Her fingers held it for the last time, and then she tore it up, sighing with relief. Wendy threw the tattered pieces to the floor. She sighed with relief.
Darlene said: "Why don't you call them? Not to tell them where you are, but just to let them know you're coming home. They want you; you'll see."
"Okay!" Wendy bubbled. She went to the phone and dialed. Her mother's voice on the other end almost made her cry. "Mom, it's me."
"Wendy! Oh God! Are you all right? Where are you? What have you been doing? You all right?"
"Yes, Mom. Can I come home?" Wendy asked hopefully. She didn't care if they were mad at her; she would take her punishment. She just wanted to be with them again-home.
"Of course you can come home. Daddy and I will come and get you. Where are you?"
"I'll take a bus, Mom. Meet me?"
"Yes, baby. We'll be waiting at the station all day. Thank God you called. We've been worried sick."
"I love you, Mommy."
"I love you, Wendy. So does Daddy."
Wendy was crying when she hung up. "They want me back! They miss me!"
"I told you." Darlene smiled and cradled the child in her arms. "Now, we can celebrate. We're going to have a going-away party for you. Then, tomorrow, we'll drive you to the station."
Darlene got to her feet. "You know what we'll do? We'll all go out to dinner to celebrate. I'll go tell Sherry." Darlene ran out of the bedroom, leaving a happy and wiser child alone.
CHAPTER SIX
They staggered into the house, laughing and singing. The wine at dinner had made them giddy, silly. The two giant Dobermans met them when they stumbled into the living room.
Wendy spun into a pirouette in the middle of the room, laughing happily.
"Oooh, shit, I'm going to miss all of you. I've had a ball here. God, until I met you two, I thought sex was dirty." She giggled deliriously and dropped to her knees, hugging both
Dobermans. "I love you guys."
Sherry and Darlene dropped to the couch. They had grown to like Wendy. It was going to be hard to forget the sexy little blonde.
"You don't have to go, you know," Darlene said.
"Right," Sherry added. "You can stay here with us as long as you like."
Satan and Angel barked, voicing their affection for Wendy. Caught in the moment's excitement, they licked Wendy's face, wagged their stubby tails.
"I love you all," Wendy said, staggering around the living room. "I know once I get home, I won't be able to have fun like this." She giggled. "My parents are kinda strict."
"They should be," Darlene said. "You're a nice girl."
Sherry said: "When you get home, ask your parents for a dog. You can train him to be as good as Angel or Satan."
"Oh, that would be fantastic!" Wendy cried. "To have my own dog to teach. I get all wet just thinking about it." Wendy's eyes were drawn to the oil painting of the dog fucking a dreamy eyed woman. "Remember when I first stood here? How dumb and scared I was?"
"We remember," Darlene said.
"Well, I'm not dumb and scared any more. I've learned a lot in just a few days." Wendy's head whirled from the wine. She felt sexy, horny. "I think wine makes my pussy tingle." Wendy swayed on her feet, fumbling with the buttons of her blouse. "Since you two took me out to dinner tonight, I'll repay you with a hot strip. Okay?"
The two horny women agreed.
"Better yet," Wendy giggled, "you two give me a show. Since it's my last night here, I think it's time you danced for me." Wendy threw her blouse and bra at them, then skimmed out of her skirt and panties. Plopping into a chair, she spread her legs widely. "I hate wearing clothes."
The two beautiful women exchanged glances. They stood, swaying drunkenly.
"Ooooh, shit," Wendy gasped, watching her friends slowly undress. "Now I know why you liked it when I stripped for you. I'm creaming."
Wendy gave her pussy a pat. Angel and Satan came loping over, both squeezing between her long legs, each anxious to lick the child's dripping cunt.
"Mm mm mm," Wendy purred.
The wine at dinner, and now two long tongues on her drooling cunt were exciting her even more. Her eyes found Darlene and Sherry; they were rubbing their naked bodies against each other, fondling each other's tits and between each other's legs.
"Let's give Wendy a real special treat," Darlene suggested.
"Anything at all," Sherry said.
Both women melted to the floor, arms and legs entangled. Mouths frantically kissed, sucked, licked.
Wendy's pussy was creaming the dogs' tongues. Angel and Satan were trying their best not to share Wendy's oozing cunt. Neither succeeded, and Wendy reaped the rewards. Both tongues were diligent, overanxious, hot and wet. Both dogs struggled to get their tongues all the way inside her pussy.
Wendy sat there, legs opened widely, humping her cunt at the two Dobermans. Spasms racked her nubile body when the two licking tongues slipped inside her wet oozing fuck hole. Wendy's hands caressed her own tit flesh, kneading the supple meat of her tits, her cunt ramming into the Dobermans' snouts.
"Eat each other," Wendy squealed to the two writhing women on the floor. "Suck each other." Her head reeled in passionate delight.
"Do sixty-nine. I want to watch."
Darlene scrambled on top of Sherry, her cunt at her friend's face. Darlene shook her large tits at Wendy. "Watch this, baby."
"Give me your cunt," Sherry howled, gaping at Darlene's black-thatched pussy. "Let me suck your beautiful cunt."
Lowering her cum-oozing pussy, Darlene squashed it against Sherry's gobbling mouth. "Oooo, shit, her tongue's reaming me!" Darlene fell forward, burying her face between Sherry's lush thighs. Darlene plastered her greedy mouth against Sherry's reddish silky pussy.
Their mouths full of pussy meat, the two horny women sucked, trying to outdo each other.
Wendy was enthralled, mesmerized by the beauty of their naked bodies. Heads were buried between long silky legs. Muffled cries of pleasure accompanied slurping gurgles. Wendy trembled under the exotic stimuli, the slapping dogs' tongues keeping her on a cloud of bliss.
A quivering orgasm ripped through Wendy's cunt as she watched the two women climax on each other's mouth. The noise filled the room, and their thrashing bodies were an erotic sight. Wendy creamed both doggie tongues.
The two women, after twisting and thrusting in orgasm, broke apart, panting, gasping for air. Their faces were coated in a frothy white film of cunt juice. Their dreamy smiles told the story.
"Well?" Darlene panted. She looked at Wendy. "What did you think of it?'
"I came just watching you," Wendy sighed, still humping her oozing cunt at the two Dobermans. "God, it was dynamite!"
The two women looked at each other, then at Wendy.
"We thought so too," Sherry said.
As if on cue, the two women crawled over to Wendy, pushed the dogs aside. In turn, they licked the teenager's pussy, sharing the delights in murmuring pleasure.
Creaming on their mouths, Wendy twisted and churned in the chair. Her clutching fingers scratched at her own sizzling cunt flesh. "Ooooo! Oooo! Your tongues are making me hotter!"
When she lunged up, Wendy's pussy was treated to two greedy and expert mouths. Wendy soared; it was all she needed. Her orgasm overtook her in a blinding instant. One scream, and she dropped back, floundering, spastic. The two women came away from Wendy's shuddering body. With a sudden twist, Wendy felt the orgasm leave her.
"How did you like that?" Darlene asked, grinning widely.
"Goddamn! It made me crazy." Wendy glanced at the dogs. "I need a cock now."
"Go get one," Sherry suggested, dropping back on her haunches. "We got two great cocks here."
Wendy went crawling over to the Dober-mans. She pushed them both on their sides and began to play with each dog's cock. Deftly, her fingers laced around each prick shaft-a cock in each hand. "The first one who gets hard fucks me."
Darlene and Sherry crawled over to watch. The dogs whimpered, docilely lying still while Wendy's fingers lazily drifted up and down their cock shafts. She fondled each of them between their hairy hind legs.
"Unnmmm, they feel so good." Wendy's fingers urged the doggie pricks to get hard. She was hot and ready. "C'mon, boys, let me see your cocks get nice and hard."
Bending down, Wendy planted a wet kiss on each pointed cock tip. Slowly, gradually, the red prick meat began to peek out of the hairy covering.
"C'mon, doggies. I'm dripping wet for cock. Don't you want to fuck me?"
The excitement, the sexual atmosphere hung heavily in th room, and the Dobermans felt it. They were growing harder, becoming more aroused. Wendy's hands were stiffening their pricks.
Satan's prick jutted out first. The long glistening cock shaft looked like a steel pole. He began to fuck his now stiff cock through Wendy's jerking fist, whining to blast his burdensome load.
"Ohhh, noooo," Wendy laughed. "You ain't wasting all your cum in my hand." She pulled her fingers away, and Satan whined urgently.
"How about your asshole?" Sherry suggested, her pink tongue swiping across her lips. "Let Satan fuck your virgin ass. I'd love to see that."
"Yeahhhh," Darlene agreed enthusiatically. "You can't leave here with your ass still untouched."
Wendy was hesitant, but she couldn't resist. "God, it would hurt, wouldn't it?" The suggestion sounded exciting and terrifying at the same time. "My asshole is too small."
"Don't be chicken, Wendy," Sherry admonished lighty. "We do it all the time. Let the dog fuck your shitter. The first time's the hardest." Sherry was dying to watch it.
Wendy gave the two women a second glance, wary. As she considered it, a dreamy lewd smile creased her lips. She giggled, crawled over to the coffee table, and sprawled herself out on the smooth surface. Her tits mashed into the wood. Her clit was flush with the edge of the table.
"I'm ready," Wendy said. "Bring Satan over. Get his cock in my asshole before I change my mind." Her ass wriggled.
Sherry led the horny Satan over to Wendy and stroked the child's ass, ran her finger down the crack of her creamy ass cheeks. Sherry dipped into the warm pool of pussy cream that flowed from the teenager's cunt. She coated Wendy's wrinkled asshole with the sticky fuck juice, priming it for Satan's stiff prick.
"You ready, baby?" Sherry asked, licking her lips in anticipation.
"I'm ready," Wendy gasped, trembling with excitement fear, desire. "Let me feel his cock . . . hurry!"
Sherry patted the child's smooth back. "Up, Satan, Up!"
Satan leaped. His front paws clung to Wendy's back, his back legs dancing. Yelping and jabbing, Satan was quick and careless. After punching the back of her thighs with his cock, he found the mark, hitting her cunt lips and fucking to the root with one horrendous fuck-lunge. Satan howled, his cock firmly planted in Wendy's pussy. He never stopped jabbing.
"He's in my pussy!" Wendy cried. "Ohhhhh!"
Sherry lost no time. She reached under, grabbed Satan's meaty cock shaft, yanked his prick out of Wendy's cunt, and aimed the spearing tip at the tiny puckered ring of Wendy's asshole. "Here he comes!" Sherry warned.
"Aaayyyyieeee!" Wendy screeched. "Ayieee! It hurtssssss!" The pain seared through her ass to her brain. Automatically, she bucked, jerked, attempting to rid her ass of Satan's ramming cock. "He's ripping me apart! Aghhhhh!"
His cock greased with her pussy juice, Satan had no trouble fucking his massive doggie cock deep inside Wendy's ass. He howled and she screamed in pain. He pounded, and she bucked to get rid of him. His cock ripped into the clutching tightness of her ass. His hind legs rubbed the smooth skin of her thighs.
"Jesus Christ!" Wendy cried out loud. "It's a fuckin' enema! Ohhhh . . . he's tearing my shitter! Oh, my God!" She was immersed in bliss and pain. The two violent sensations battled it out in the depths of her asshole.
Wendy's fingers clawed the top of the coffee table. The fucking beast on her back was driving her clit into the sharp edge.
"Oohhh! Sherry! Darlene! Heaven!" She struggled, finding the dog's frantic pace and fucking along with him.
"How does it feel?" Sherry sighed. Her mouth watered for the same treatment. A crazed expression was on the teenager's face, and Sherry smiled knowingly. "Tell us how it feels, Wendy."
"Unnnnn." Wendy summoned her strength. She hissed in her breath as the dog fucked his hard stiff prick into her ass. "Ooooo, soooo . . . good . . . sooooo damn fuckin' good . . . "
Wendy's head was up in the clouds. Her empty pussy pulsed jealously, oozing creamy cunt juice. Her asshole, being rammed with doggie cock, clamped tightly around Satan's steel-hard cock.
"My fuckin' clit is hitting the table . . . unnnggghh! It's driving me nuts!"
"Fuck her, Satan! Fuck her blind!" Darlene was stroking the animal's coat, swooning as she watched his cock spear Wendy's asshole with each driving fuck-lunge. "God, he's fucking you blind, Wendy." Darlene touched his plowing prick as it reamed out the child's shitter. "God! He's hard!" Darlene touched his swinging balls, felt the heavy cum that was churning inside. "God!"
Satan pranced on his hind legs, twisting. Darlene's fingers annoyed the crack of his asshole. He yelped, clutched the screaming teenager with his front paws. Satan blanketed Wendy's back, his rough short-haired coat rubbing against her smooth flesh.
Satan fucked hard, his balls swaying beneath him, ready to unload the cum. His cock plunged deeper; Wendy's squeals of joy grew louder. Sherry and Darlene screamed with the teenager. Satan began to yelp with a shrill sound.
"I'm gonna cum!" Wendy blurted out. Her clit, raw from the constant friction against the table, was about to explode. "Jesus, I'm gonna cummmmm!"
Wendy's blue eyes grew blank. Spittle dribbled from her parted mouth. Her face was expressionless. Blonde hair was splayed out over her perspiring beet-red face. She glanced back at Satan, watching him fuck her ass.
"Cum, you prick! Squirt my fucking ass! Squirt me with your hot cum, you doggie prick!" She bucked harder, fucking back at Satan with more determination. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Wendy thrashed on the low table. Her plump tits were crushed into the table top. Her clit was taking a beating. She didn't know how long she could keep her strength. Her ass was being drilled with hard-hitting fuck-thrusts.
"Squirt me!" Wendy began to shake. She was out of control. Her orgasm finally grasped her in its clutches. "I'm cumming!" she howled in bliss. "I'm creaming!"
Her body convulsed in a series of wild contortions. The room spun. Her cunt creamed.
The dog battled the gyrating teenager. He howled, his thick-muscled neck stretching. The whites of his eyes were laced with red. His balls erupted, spewing a deluge of creamy cum through his jabbing cock. He never stopped fucking Wendy's asshole. He never stopped creaming her ass.
"He's cumming in me!" Wendy screamed at the top of her lung. "He's creaming my ass! God, it feels good!" She caught his rhythm again, slammed back into his hairy groin. She was driven forward into the table by his ass-cramming thrusts. Her clit was being mashed into the table. Her pussy contracted and oozed more cream, jealous for the cock that plundered her asshole. Wendy churned, twisted and bucked.
Darlene's hands held the dog's swinging balls, kneaded them gently, urging every hot thick drop of gooey cum to come out.
Sherry's hand tQuched the empty crack of Wendy's climaxing cunt. Coating her finger in the teenager's milky cunt cream, Sherry delved inside then licked her finger. She returned to Wendy's cunt again and again as the dog and Wendy climaxed together.
Pounding her tiny fists on the table, Wendy climaxed in glorious fury. Another orgasm tore through her pussy while her clit was being smashed into the table's edge. Satan kept squirting his hot cum into her ass. She screamed, contorted in agonizing pleasure and battled to keep from losing consciousness.
Satan raised his head from Wendy's back, his body shaking and jerking, the muscles under his shiny black coat rippling with power. His back legs danced as his tight rump slammed his prick feverishly into the child's ass.
Satan let out a yelping cry; Darlene's rough handling of his balls agitated him. One last time, he fucked hard into Wendy's ass, emptying his balls in one final squirt. Wrenching free, he ran over to the couch to soothe his shrinking prick.
Wendy collapsed, but Sherry and Darlene had just begun. They brought Angel over and helped him to mount Wendy from behind. The two women clapped in a cadence as the dog fucked Wendy's cunt until he squirted his cum-load.
With both dogs sated, the two women greedily ate at Wendy's cum-drenched fuck holes until she was bone dry.
They slept until dawn.
* * *
Wendy sat on the bus. She looked out the window at the scenery whizzing by. She was going home. Her heart thumped. She was excited, afraid, happy. It seemed so long ago that she had stood on this same highway, going the other way. She felt older, wiser, more sure of herself . . .
The bus pulled to a stop at the station. Wendy gulped as the doors hissed open. She sat quietly, waiting until everyone else left the bus. She was afraid to confront her parents.
Once everyone was off the bus, Wendy had no choice. She eased out of her seat and walked to the front of the bus, her heart pounding.
Outside, she glanced around for her parents. A moment of panic. Suppose they didn't come? Her fears were quickly alleviated when she heard the sound of her mother's soft voice.
"Wendy!" Mrs. Michaels cried, running to her daughter with open arms. She threw her arms around Wendy, hugged her tightly. "Why . . .oh . . . why?" She cried openly, clutching Wendy as tightly as she could, not wanting to let her go.
Gordon Michaels quickly approached. His face beamed with happiness at the sight of his daughter. He swept Wendy into his arms the second his wife relinquished her.
"Baby! Baby! You should have talked to us." In his exuberance, he raised Wendy off her feet, spinning around as he held her.
Wendy felt wonderful. They loved her! "I thought-" she began, when her father gently put her down -"I thought it would be good to see my real parents. I know now it was stupid. You are my real parents. The others aren't important."
Wendy sat in the back of the car, staring out the window, glad to be home again. She swallowed before asking her question. "Can I have a pet?"
"What kind, baby?" Gordon asked, glancing back at his daughter from behind the wheel.
"A dog." She knew she was blushing, but she couldn't stop herself. "A Dalmatian, Daddy. I've always liked them." She bit her lip to keep from giggling.
"First thing tomorrow, we'll get you a Dalmatian," Gordon promised. "The three of us will go to that pet store, and you'll have your dog."
"Ohhhh, thank you . . . thank you . . . " She settled down, excited, happy about her new dog and all the things they would do together. Her cunt tingled in expectation.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Wendy came into the living room, smiling happily at her mother and father. It had been two weeks since they had picked her up at the bus station in Maple Grove. Both were understanding, forgiving, loving. They were truly her parents. The others-she didn't care any more. They had given her up a long time ago.
"You two enjoy yourselves tonight," Wendy told them, walking them to the door.
"Are you sure you'll be all right?" her mother asked. "We don't have to go out."
"Awwww, Mom," Wendy said, "you two haven't been out since I came home. Besides, Pepper will take care of me. Won'tcha, Pepper?" Wendy bent down and scratched the gangling dog's head behind a floppy ear.
Pepper, a large Dalmatian, barked happily and wagged his long thin tail at his new mistress.
"C'mon, Marge. Wendy will be all right."
Gordon hugged his daughter, glad to have her back home. It had seemed like a nightmare when she had run away. He was glad it was over.
"Well, all right," Marge said, giving in. She kissed Wendy on the cheek. "Don't stay up too late."
"I won't, Mommy." Wendy went over to her father and kissed him good-bye. "Have fun, you two."
Gordon opened the front door and glanced down at the Dalmatian. "You take care of our little girl, Pepper. She's special."
Pepper barked at him as if he understood.
"He will," Wendy assured them. She was anxious for them to leave, so she could begin her lessons with Pepper. "We'll be fine. I'm going straight to my room and read. Pepper will be with me."
After more hugging and Wendy reassuring them that she would be all right, they left. With a sigh of relief, Wendy waved to them by the door, until they drove out of sight.
"Whewwww," she sighed, closing the front door. "I thought they'd never leave."
The dog barked and leaped up on his young mistress, his large front paws landing on her plump tits.
"You're learning already," laughed Wendy, "and we haven't had much practice."
Last night, her father had almost caught Pepper's snout between Wendy's legs. They had been lucky; the only thing that saved Pepper and her was her father's respect for her privacy-he had knocked first before entering her bedroom.
As Wendy bounded up the stairs, the Dalmatian played at her heels. "We won't have any interruptions this time, boy. Just you and me; it'll be great! With Mom and Dad out tonight, I can scream and holler all I want."
When they reached the bedroom, Wendy locked the door, not about to take any chances, just in case her parents came home unexpectedly. She turned to her pet who was sitting patiently and watching her, his tail brushing the nap of the carpet.
Wendy petted the top of his black-spotted head. "Tonight, Pepper, we'll see how much you've learned." Her knees weakened at the thought. It seemed like an eternity since Satan and Angel had fucked their cocks into her syrupy pussy. "Tonight, Pepper, we're going to do everything." She swooned, thinking about it.
After going to the closet mirror, she scrutinized herself. She looked the same. The innocence was still there, but behind the innocent appearance lurked a deep passion. It shone in her soft blue eyes.
A childish giggle came from her parted lips as she popped open the buttons of her blouse. "You should have seen me, Pepper. I used to be such a chicken shit. I was afraid to do anything."
The dog wagged his thin tail, snuggled his head against her leg. His butt squirmed on the floor, and he barked, anticipating another night with his horny young mistress.
Wendy shed her blouse and bra, then admired herself from the waist up. Her hands skimmed up her rib cage, then she massaged her small rounded tits.
Excited and horny himself, the Dalmatian jumped up on Wendy, his paws on her shoulders. Slapping his tongue over her face, he whimpered. His cock stuck out long and thick. His balls swayed while he pranced on his hind legs.
"No, no, no!" Wendy admonished, pushing him off. "Sit."
Pepper obeyed, but whined his disapproval. He had grown accustomed to her loving attentions at night. Only tonight, he was hornier than usual. He remained seated, peering up at his young mistress with pleading brown eyes.
"Good, boy." Wendy gave him an affectionate pat on the head. "Be patient, my handsome pet."
Wendy eased down the zipper of her jeans and pushed them over her flared childlike hips. The jeans dropped-a puddle of denim at her feet. Wendy stepped out of them, with her hips and tight ass wrapped in pink bikini panties.
"Now, you take them off me, Pepper," she sighed. Her breathing came in short shallow rasps. She was hot as hell. "Do it easy, and don't rip them. If you do, I won't let you fuck me." She realized that she could never carry out the threat; talking like that just added to the fun. Pepper couldn't understand, anyway. Wendy looked at him, craving his hard doggie cock. "Do it, Pepper."
Pepper barked when he heard his name, and as he had been taught by his young mistress, he latched his teeth into the elastic waistband of her panties. Gently, he tugged it down her long legs.
Wendy creamed as her pet dog exposed the blonde patch of silken pussy hair that seemed to have grown thicker during the past two weeks. "Oooooo, Pepper!"
Using his paws and teeth, the dog was finally able to pull her panties down to her knees. Once this had been accomplished, the rest was easy. With his paw, he pushed. The wispy pair of panties fell to Wendy's ankles. Pepper glanced up for his mistress's approval, his tongue hanging out of his panting mouth.
"You're a good boy," Wendy praised, scratching him playfully behind an ear. "Good, boy." She got down on the floor and cradled his large head in her hands. Gazing into his gentle brown eyes, she placed her mouth to his, parted her lips, flicked out her tongue.
Pepper whined. His tongue, bluish-red and slippery with spit, darted from his mouth into Wendy's. It snaked into her throat, then out over her lips, back into her mouth again.
Wendy sucked on his tongue, swooning, her eyes closed. She shivered with delight when his tongue plunged deep into her gullet. She dropped back on the floor, spread her legs, reached for the hot dogs on the nightstand.
"C'mon, boy, eat it out of my pussy." She stroked the thick oversized hot dog between the folds of her gooey pussy, coating it in a film of frothy pussy cream. "Unnnmmm,"
Pepper's tongue slapped hungrily over his jowls. Spittle drooled. His eyes locked on the thick piece of hot dog that he knew he would get to eat soon.
Wendy shuddered, plunging the hot dog all the way into the soft squishy depths of her cunt. "Ooooooo, shit, it feels soooo good, Pepper." Her mind was reeling; soon Pepper's cock would be there. Slipping the juice-coated hot dog out of her pussy, she held it at her pet's mouth. "Here, boy, eat it."
Pepper barked his thanks and devoured the hot dog that glistened with pussy juice with just two hungry bites. He swiped his tongue over his chops afterward and waited for more.
Watching herself in the closet mirror, she took another hot dog and fucked it deep in her pussy again. Her body grew limp, and she fell back on the floor, writhing in joyous agony.
"Eat it, Pepper. Eat the hot dog out of my pussy!" Wendy forced herself not to move, trembling inside. Her pussy clung to the buried hot dog as if it were a stiff cock. "Eat it, Pepper. I creamed all over it."
Pepper quickly moved between Wendy's outstretched legs. The delicious scent of the hot dog and the teenager's oozing pussy flared his nostrils. He was used to the strange concoction and was becoming addicted to it. The horny Dalmation squirmed close to Wendy's drooling pussy, his eyes on the hot dog sticking out between her gooey cunt lips. He snorted, twisted his head, used his front teeth on the tip of the hot dog. Squirming, shaking his head, he set about pulling the hot dog out of Wendy's cunt hole.
Wendy went wild. The dog's cold nose and active teeth on her cunt were driving her crazy. Her bare ass writhed on the rug; her tiny hands balled into fists.
Pepper had bitten off a piece of the protruding hot dog twice and was still trying to dislodge the long piece of meat from Wendy's gripping cunt. The hot dog wouldn't budge easily; Pepper tried harder. He nuzzled his snout between Wendy's squishy cunt lips, snipped off another piece of hot dog with his teeth. He wanted more-all of it. He could see it peaking out of the pink oozing slit of Wendy's hot pussy. He tried again, but Wendy's cunt gripped the hot dog tightly.
Wendy's head twisted, and she saw herself in the mirror, Pepper between her parted legs, his head buried between her thighs. She noticed the unbridled lust on her face and the drool trickling out of her mouth. Her blue eyes rolled, then focused once again on her reflection.
"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!" Her ass humped and rubbed the carpet, her soft ass cheeks thumping up and down. "Ooooo, Pepper! Get all of it!" She used her cunt muscles and pushed some of the hot dog from her pussy. "Ooooo, God!"
Pepper immediately snagged the hot dog with his teeth. He bit it, chomped greedily on the cream-coated meat. His nibbling front teeth locked around the protruding hot dog that was slowly emerging from Wendy's pussy. He managed to pull out the last remaining piece and gobble it into his mouth. He sat up and barked for more.
Exasperated, Wendy sat up. "No, you're supposed to keep licking me," she wailed in frustration. "Lick me!"
She twisted on the floor, her fingers fucked deep inside her cunt. Wriggling on the floor, she finger-fucked herself in front of her dog, humping her ass at the same time. After a brief moment, her fingers came out of her cunt.
"See, your tongue is supposed to go in there." She spread her pussy lips and showed Pepper the gash of her empty cunt. "Lick me! Pepper, lick my cunt!"
When he didn't respond, she ran her fingers into her pussy and scooped out gobs of pussy cream. She brought her wet fingers to her mouth and licked the delicious cunt nectar off.
"Mmmmmm, tastes good. Want some?" she asked her dog.
Pepper barked for more hot dogs. He straddled his young mistress, licked her face.
"No, you bad dog. You have to lick me." She scooped more cream out of her cunt with her fingers and rubbed the gooey sauce over Pepper's snout. "You're supposed to lick this out of my pussy."
Pepper licked Wendy's offered fingers.
"Damn, I wish you were Satan or Angel." She twisted and churned beneath her dog. "God, how long will it take?" She was shaking-hot, excited, anxious. "Oh, Pepper, why don't you lick me?" She caressed his head, smoothing her hands down his short-haired coat. "Please, lick my pussy. I'm so hot!"
The dog barked again. This time he wanted Wendy to play with him. His long prick was coming out of its sheath.
"No, Pepper," Wendy said, seeing his cock begin to grow. "I don't play with you until you do what I say." She was determined to teach him. "You're gonna eat my pussy until I cum this time."
The dog dropped beside his mattress, lying on his side, whining for her to play with his prick as she had done every night since he became her pet.
"No more, until you learn." She touched his cock. A hot shiver shot up her arm, and she almost succumbed. The heat of his cock seared her fingers, and her eyes were on the red meat of his prick. She looked at the dog's cock longingly.
"You eat me," she told him, "and I'll eat you." She wished he could understand. "Damn."
Wendy got to her knees and grabbed another hot dog. She placed her head on the bed and rubbed the meat through the fiery gash of her pussy. Soaking the hot dog in cunt juice, Wendy whimpered in ecstasy, forcing the meat into her ass after the hot dog was dripping in cunt ooze. Her ass was now stuffed with the hot dog. Taking another one off the nightstand, Wendy crammed it into her pussy. Both fuck holes were now crammed with meat.
"Ohhh, God, I'm going out of my mind." She grabbed Pepper's collar.
Pepper whined and scrambled to his feet.
Her pussy and ass were gripping each hot dog. She needed relief, needed Pepper's cock. She straddled him, rubbed her pussy into his smooth speckled coat. She moaned, her head in the clouds, her body quivering. Her blood-engorged clit scraped into the short hair of his fur. Heavenly spasms ripped through her pussy, up her spine, and burst at the base of her skull like tiny explosions.
"Pepper! Ohhhh, God!" She was happy; she was going to cum. "I'm in heaven!" Wendy squealed her joy out loud, knowing no one could hear. "Heaven!"
Her body contorted on her docile pet, and she ground her clit into his spotted back, creaming his fur. Her pussy pulsed with practiced pulsations, the spongy cunt muscles twitching in agony. The juices from deep within her pussy flowed freely over the buried hot dog. Wendy pretended they were cocks, instead of limp pieces of meat, that were lodged in her pussy and ass.
"Ohhhh, fuckin' Christ!"
The dog whined, but remained still, his tail curling between his legs. He sensed his mistress's agitation. He wanted to please her. His head snapped around, and he tried licking her body. His cock was growing, along with his desire to be played with.
Wendy rocked, her tits bouncing freely, the nipples stiff. Her blue eyes rolled; the room began to spin. An orgasm seized her, but she tumbled off the dog's back, twitching in ecstasy, falling to the floor. She leaned against the bed.
"Oh, God! What am I going to do?" She writhed; both her holes were still crammed with hot dogs.
Pepper was agitated and hot. He attacked his turned-on mistress, devoured the hot dog that was lodged in her cunt while she squirmed on the floor in torment. After swallowing it down, he went after the hot dog in her ass.
With both pieces of meat gone, Pepper fell to his belly and began to chew the puffy lips of Wendy's cunt. He could still smell the scent of hot dog there.
Wendy screamed, twisted and churned. Orgasms tore through her body. "Pepper! Oh, Pepper!" She was in bliss! Her dog was licking and chewing her cunt. "Oh, Pepper, You're wonderful!"
He nipped the child's clit, thinking it was a last remnant of his favorite treat-the hot dog. The scent of the meat had lingered, and it was all over Wendy's cunt. His tongue wormed its way into the hot steaming depths of the teenager's pulsing cunt hole, searching for more hot dogs.
Wendy jammed her cunt into his digging snout. She turned her head and watched in the mirror. It was fantastic!
Pepper kept searching and chewing. His long cock rubbed the carpet, the friction turning him into a frenzied beast. He growled, humping his rump, scraping his prick against the rug. His untiring tongue dined on the meaty folds of Wendy's hot fiery pussy.
Wendy rocked on her ass, humped her cunt on the dog's nuzzling snout in her pussy. "I feel your tongue! I feel your tongue!" Her eyes dilated-the blue color pale. Black pupils swam in a sea of white. "Agggghhhhhhh!" Wendy's hands clawed her own sizzling tit flesh. She mauled the aching flesh of her tits and pinched the had tips of her swollen nipples. "Agh, Pepper, you're good!"
Pepper chewed and licked ravenously. Hot buttery pussy cream drenched his face. He fucked his tongue deep into her tight gripping pussy, lapped at the cushiony cunt walls that throbbing against him. Warm pussy juice flooded his mouth, nose and tongue.
Wendy grabbed the beast by the head and fucked her cunt maniacally into his nuzzling snout. Bliss bombarded her. His tongue entered her pussy. Her cunt oozed a bubbly froth over her dog's active snout.
"Ooooo, Pepper! I'm cumming! Cumming on your tongue and mouth!"
Orgasms racked her young body, devastating her. She thrashed on the dog, holding him tight, fucking her cunt into his face. She trembled at the peak. Orgasms soared through her quaking body. They grew stronger. She screamed, a shrill noise that would have brought her parents on the run to investigate, if they had been home.
Drowning in an ocean of pussy cum, Pepper struggled against the hands around his head. Twisting, he broke free from Wendy's grip.
"Nooooo!" she shrieked.
Deprived of his mouth, teeth, and snaking tongue, she hovered at the edge of her climax. The orgasms that seized her a few moments ago hadn't satisfied the burning fuck-lust that plagued her. She began to sob and twitch, needed to cum more.
The dog, his cock thick and throbbing, also needed relief. Pepper acted on instinct and from what Wendy had taught him. He leaped, planting his front paws on the bed, his hind legs straddling Wendy's body on the floor. He jabbed forward, his cock skewering her open mouth. Driving forward, he fucked her face with a volley of lightning-fast stabs.
Wendy's head snapped back just as Pepper's cock fucked into her throat. She choked and gagged. Her fingers clawed his sleek spotted flanks. Her eyes popped, and she struggled, but was unable to battle her way to freedom. The dog was stronger.
Pepper, spurred on by his animal lust, won the struggle. He slam-fucked his young mistress's mouth. His hairy balls whacked her wet chin. He yelped, his prick swelling, ready to burst.
Wendy snapped herself out of her panic. She sucked on the doggie cock, drawing in her cheeks for more suction power. She stroked his flanks, where seconds ago she had been clawing for freedom. Her hands skimmed under his body, and she touched his hairy thighs, heavy balls, thick-skinned sheath, and the slippery cock that fucked her throat.
Pepper yelped when her fingers surrounded his swinging balls. Powerful legs held him steady as he drove his hulking pointed prick to the balls in his mistress's mouth.
Wendy sucked in response, then gnashed her teeth along the bulky length of his red glistening prick. Her fingers scratched around his body to his jerking rump. As he pounded her face, she fingered his ass, urging him to a faster tempo, more demanding fuck-thrusts.
Her heart pounded in her ears. Always before, her dog had been lying on his side when she sucked him off. Now, he was fucking her face, because he wanted it. He was the aggressor. She reveled in it. Her mouth became a vacuum, sucking with more power, more suction. Her fingers jabbed into the dog's asshole, plunging deep, fucking his ass with the same force and determination that he fucked her face.
Yelping and howling, his neck stretching, his prick fucked deep in Wendy's throat. Pepper unloaded his jism. Hot gushing cum spouted from his prick. Stringy strands of cum splattered the back of Wendy's throat. The dog cum oozed down her gullet with ease.
Wendy drank the hot jizz as fast as it spurted from Pepper's prick. Her cheeks flooded with the doggie jism, but she handled it, swallowing every savory ounce.
Pepper fucked harder, faster. Wendy felt as if her body were being consumed in fire. He yelped, his tail tucked between his prancing hind legs. He appeared to be performing a sexual ritual-his hind legs stamping the floor alternately. His onyx eyes rolled lazily in his head, the whites showing. His glistening teeth flashed when he growled. Hot cum continually spewed from his jabbing cock.
The sheer strength of the beast overwhelmed Wendy. She thought she was going to drown in his cum that streamed down her throat. She sucked his purplish-red cock shaft, then drank the fiery dog cum down as fast as he squirted it. She wanted more. Her fingers, deep in his ass, twisted. She heard his woeful howls as he fucked her mouth faster and drilled deeper. More cum squirted down her gullet.
She gulped his jism down. It was coming too fast. Cum gushed from her clinging lips around his jerking prick shaft. It choked her, gagged her. Twisting her fingers in her dog's ass, Wendy sunk her teeth into his fucking cock. Her face was turning purple; she was gagging, suffocating on his bloated cock, drowning on his spraying cum.
With a powerful fuck-lunge, Pepper drove the young teenager back. His cock kept pouring cum into her mouth. It was his last fuck-lunge. Jabbing free of her clinging mouth and digging fingers, he barked, dropped to the floor between his mistress's legs, and licked the head of his dripping prick.
Wendy looked at him from glassy eyes. Cum oozed from her nose and mouth. She swallowed what still remained in her mouth and sighed. Then she staggered over to the door, unlocked it, and staggered back to bed.
* * *
The door to Wendy's bedroom opened. A dim light from the hall streamed in. Her parents looked in, beaming proudly. Wendy was in bed sleeping, Pepper curled up next to her.
"She's a wonderful child," Marge said happily.
"The best," Gordon agreed. "Getting the dog for her has helped her to think of other things besides being adopted. We're lucky to have her."
They closed the door. Once again, Wendy's room was in darkness.
Her eyes blinking open, Wendy hugged her dog affectionately. "We're the lucky ones, Pepper."
She gave Pepper another hug. When she fell asleep, a smile graced her innocent features.
